IN THE MYRIAD WAYS

IN THE MYRIAD WAYS

In the myriad ways you love me,
Affection like a fountain, rushing through time and space.

Lighting my sky, enticing the mountains,
My lover of substance and infinite grace.

In the myriad ways you hold me,
Fingers gallivanting like thieves in my hair.

Weaving their spell, new horoscopes born,
Dancing bravely in hallowed mystic air.

In the myriad ways you fill me,
Like a chalice in the sanctuary,
Your body and spirit like lanterns that shine.

In the myriad ways you move through my memory,
Dissolving the barriers with sorcery fine.

In the myriad ways you lift my vision,
Bending me closer to the light.

In the myriad ways you surround with protection,
Gallantly vanquishing night.

In the myriad ways you hold me fast
And make love to me slow.

In the myriad ways you come to me and away my demons go.

In the myriad ways you love me,
Affection like a waterfall perched upon your face.

Igniting my heart, enticing the mountains,
My lover of substance and infinite grace.

-BRUCE POTTS
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