By Galadrial
Date: 2002 Oct 26
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Cedar Wood and Cinnabar

Cedar wood and cinnabar,
memory has a scent,
love has a feel,
and tender is the word
for a touch to self or soul
once the melding has occured.
The spirit once touched
will never be the same,
and it takes the print
altering slightly,
to couch a heart
offered in innocent truth.
I breathe in rare woods,
and feel you
curled softly against my being---
Solomon's cedars
scenting the air,
and reminding me of his song,
and the love he held immortal.
What is, is.
What will be simply a wisp of dream.
It is enough that I love,
and find love in return.
But still I would be
the smell of cedar and cinnabar
to your heart...