General   (General discussion, talk about anything.)

TIGER LILY


Autumn carries over the seeds from spring
and I waiting, watch the morning skyline.
So this memory, this much waited sweetest thing,
I cherish as the day dawns. You are mine:

each word, each sweet smile, as our days unfurl,
we walk this tired town, up and down dim streets.
I still remember you, as a young girl:
fresh faced on my mind, a million heartbeats

now worn deep on a memory not lost.
I gather in the dark - these leaves now dead,
and the timeless touch of this early frost
at my fingertips. Come, rest your sweet head,

as the seeds sown in lockdown multiply.
And our stars shine bright in the evening sky.


Jarvo 2020