//I have loved you with an everlasting love,
I read this scripture scrawled in the crease
of a discarded notebook paper, the spiral fringe
partied out on the other end – tired and worn
like my spirit when the wind pushes through too hard
breaking branches from my family tree, an infantile pruning.
I have loved you with an everlasting love,
because blood gets too thick to breathe and wait on
a promise of reconciliation – me to Him while the leaves
leave and bend and crumple and hide
under other excuses not to be near.
My family tree is a trunk with faded rings.
I gather the fallen branches and plant them
in a life
The truth is hinged on the spring
I have loved you with an everlasting love.
It’s #FiveMinuteFriday at Kate Motaung’s place. The word prompt is TRUTH. Above is five minutes of free flow writing. I’m not a prose kind of person at 4:00 a.m. I welcome your comments and thoughts.
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