Circle Round - Ferron

Each one in their own song singing
Love's a circle round one
Hand outstretched, the other bringing
Action as the sound of
Brick and mortar
Beg and barter
Lived-in promise eyes
We sing along our mouths in awe of
Time its own demise.

Naked to the eye receiving
Love can lay you down,
The night's a history of weaving
Made into a gown.
Our hands are roots
Our eyes are shoots
Our petals undefined, but
May each become their own song singing
What they hoped to find.