love – Page 14 – Poétique

To Be Nice

Thank you is enough
Prolonged deep in
A pining heart
Feel no loneliness
Emptiness still tries to
Claim a seat at the table
Uninvited
We learn how
To protect the self
From that feeling
A certain kind of
Person can give
Like a punch in the gut
Want to climb out of
My body feeling
Bad leftovers
Resist the vampire
Charm the smile and
The swarming in of a
New friend holding
Out their arms
But only there to
Clean out your goods
Take hold of whatever
Risky business
They want and manipulate
You into their
Emotionless map
Feelingless trap
I’m waiting for
Something real
Unquestionably so
We don’t have to lay
On top of one another
We can sleep
In separate corners
I only need us
To be nice

Winning

Neptune please why won’t
Someone just love him
“She cried,”
Listen to my pleas
Is this a race
For us to see
Who can hold out for
The longest and if so
What’s the point in that!?
But with grace on my knees
Not until we’re
All blue in the face
Put your lips on him
Your arms surrounding
Giving every drop of love
This purple moon has been found
To shine down upon
Inside you have more to give
Received empathetically
Don’t hold back
Relentlessly
Free the good
Reach inside from within
Everything you have
Is rewarded
To win

Electric

A little less crazy
A little less psycho
A little more mindful
With you
Disheartened by
Virtually nothing
Dark nights on the port
While the railway runs
Keep transporting
Crashing underneath
The stars like
Kindred spirits
Beneath the surface
Of the city lights
Where the water pools
And the rain delights
Milk and honey
Drips across the lips
Of a ponderous kiss
Your head on my chest
My best is at rest
With the crook of
Your neck in the grasp
Of my hands as the pulse
Of the power lines dance
Between us electric

Lovetrip

The clumsy gentleman
Lost his way
When glowing eyes
Deceived a gentle touch
To storm in
Without regard
To their master
A host of orange light
Expands around
The outside without glare
A free love stare
Fingerprints on the heart
Frequencies beat
Down through his feet
Into the street
Feel the vibrating sound
I’m glowing
You’re glowing
We’re glowing

No Clue

There is a cat a dog and a bird that accompany me
They remind me of how much life there is to love

Each has their own voice and here I attempt to find my own
The glare of the past shadows their sweetness

I’m living a life that I could be taking for granted
My inner voice asks if I remember how I got here

A bright but grey morning inspires a joy that begs to be lived before noon
Even if it’s impossible
The smell of pines firs and fragrant needles reminiscent to heaven

Swirl around back and forth between my ears which are too busy listening
To notice
If a thunderstorm should shake the earth thoughts would form dreamscapes

I could have wished for this before the alien ship dropped me off

Chosen family a beautiful garden and all the music

What do we know about where we came from!? The clouds above form shapes that answer questions to who I am

But still nature appears to know more
If I could have picked this life to live before I was born into it
I would have chosen you even though I have no clue to your appearance

I would look for you in the hammock chair reading outside in our private garden
A completed picture
The necessary part that shares the memory I can’t look back on
Without you in it

Humming

Subtle song
gentle waves
gorgeous muted
still tongues between us

Silence or surely they’ll find us!
hiding here
quietly in our love

Sent to smoke out the beauty

Come hold my hand
tip toe
whistling lightly
into our great escape!

History

You don’t know me
Very well
Perhaps not
Well enough to tell
That I am
Genuine enough
To say
I love you more
Than words can say
Literally
More than anything
Okay?
I just really want
You to know that
We can write
Our own story
To find you
Tugging at my ears
To make it
Absolutely clear
When we discern
Untitled words
Bon vivant to lifelong
Twists and turns
Dreams all come alive
Spirited inherently
Dreams all come alive
Everything is temporary
Dreams all come alive
The rest is our history

Love Dream

To be in love with
Something or someone
That is as close as
You can get
To the one that
You had hoped to love
To feel
To share one breath
Even if it was
Only a fantasy
And you never touched
The person you’d
Been dreaming of
And yet
Though you found a lover
That is mostly the same
Almost in all gestures
In their face
In their words
In their eyes
To fall in love
Differently with
But almost
Exactly the same
In their hair
In their scent
If they smile in that way
Is it close enough
Not really
So what the truth
Becomes reminds
Us that the fantasy
Was never
Real anyway
In their hands
In their embrace
In their feet
Would I want
Someone to love me
If I wasn’t their
First sweet(heart)
Would they
Eventually love me?
Different scenes
An old video store
Someone else’s
Silver screen
When the affection
Is delectable
And real
The kiss makes it
Hard to reveal
Leaving to wonder
Do we love them
Or the person we
Hoped them to be
If we are always
Yearning for the
Thing we
Wished we had
In love to be

Chevalier

Dark embittered thoughts
Early morning on the rise
Laying with my ruminating
Trying hard not to disguise
Their uglinesses
Face it to face it!
Where is my dauntless knight
To shield me from the
Mornings’ fright
There are so many
Bones to pick
I am only one person
My narrator
My storyteller
Where do all the scenes
Rise up from
Is there one thing?
One thing only
That can wash away
The droning
The haunting drops?
Is there something unspoken
To empty out this brain?
Fountains of roses
Waterfalls of comfort
How can we reach around?
Where is my knight!
Rescue the harmed ones
Deep in my dreams
Float out of the chaotic
Nightmarish scenes
Open my eyes to
One more morning
One more day to be alive
One more day to be untied
Rattle all disturbances
I’m ready to fight
For my joy
Bring me my knight!
Shining armor
Made of magic and steel
No more bones to pick
No more stones
No more sticks
Maybe the astral light
Delivers me to you
Riding in with strong winds
Galloping against grievance’s
Castles not coffins
Bliss has brought sadness
A gift of deliverance
A kiss goodbye
For whatever forever
Might look like
To a knight
To a best mate
To an erasing embrace
Of blue harbored drama
Start anew
To see my reflection
In your eyes is
To feel the freedom
From my minds’ misdirection
Dark embittered thoughts
Early morning on the rise
Laying with my ruminating
Trying hard not to disguise
My instrument of forgiveness
Wield your sword
Within the veil
Sever morning and nighttime
Where is my dauntless knight
Shield me from the
Dawn of fright
Your strength erupts
The bubbling of my heart
Unbroken and protected
Behind your chainmail
Cotte de mailles
Translucent perception
Face it to face it!!
Visually perfected
My storyteller
I wake up
To the distraction
Of your smile

Archaeology

I want to make love to your voice
Nearly stardust in your chords
Grandiosity of creation
Alas not in a hurry for excellence
To be patient is to call out
To greatness

Like a lost tomb my heart
Lies untouched and undisturbed
By the chance of grave robbers
Heart stoppers and passion killers
To be dusted off by the echos
Of the most exhorted breath
Of love

Inside glimmering caves of hope
A buried light that was protected
For a journey into the outer realm
Of indicative miracles
There is a galaxy unhinged
By a romance that is promised to
Puzzle and cure us in
Strange and beautiful ways

Hands wrapped and intertwined
Bodies spooning and charged
In a metaphysical light
Our sound together as one breath
Inhabits momentary shelter
When bound together in ancient
Tether stretch and reach
Around the bend of
The last universe
Left intact with rosy splendor

Up down in out push
To reach you from behind
And carry you further than
The distance of a possibility for life
An existence filled with love
Excavated by your touch
I can once again
Feel love