love – Page 15 – Poétique

Love Again

There could be more
There could be less
At least two reasons why
Inherently decided
To remove the training wheels
Also say no to the fast track
Mitigate me
Greatly reduced
Microcosm
Seduce me
To endure the
Problematic existence
Up the staircase to the end
Down the hill just to begin
I can’t strategize the
Missing puzzle piece
Buried under a pillow
Somewhere other than here
There could be two of us
Taking this moment in
Two new people looking
Out the window together
Surround heart sounds
Seduce me again
I have an inkling
This is the best beginning
No need to play pretend
If we find love again
Lightening strikes twice

It Just So Happens

It just so happens that I
Like the taste of salt
But share I not of your tears
For they are both sacred
A revolution endeared
In the obvious clearing
Of a love grove manifested
By the planting of such trees
One by one in an orchard
That needn’t be mentioned
Further past my lips
Than the whispers to your ears
Perhaps you remember me
Once upon a dream
Floating through your memory
By cause most likely
Difficult to see but certainly
You have an image of a time
We spent together when
You were feeling what some call
A reverie of momentary joy
And the cloth between us is cream
And the words between us
May seem of Sanskrit ages
Old and antique like the rotted oud
Of the most beautiful tree
Tangled up in our hearts for
All kingdoms to see where
The blood of roses pool up
Into our great eternity
It just so happens you see
You might remember me

You Are Love

Before we expire
Before I predict the future
What were you trying to say to me
Through the fire in your eyes
That I am loved?
That I should not be solitary
Confined to a hopeless heart
A chamber of nothing and ashes
Reduced to the end of an empty glass
Or the last ember of a flame
Cancelled by my own nature
Could you pray for me
Could you ask the spirits to
Send someone to love me
For who I am and would it be
More than a fantasy to know
That even in all the good that has been
Anointed in me by the hands of
True love on my head of rectory
That I should know love the way
A flower sees the sun
That I should know no shame
The way a rose opens up to the wind
That I should fall in love with love
The way that nature has no name
Or that creation should bow down
On the sheets of amber grains
And cry tears of rain to the earth
Where from each drop that drips
Will grow the love over rose hips
Whispering again before we expire
You are love

Flowerbed

Broken-hearted
Or is it broken departed
Too many no’s at one time
Loving in the fantasy
Of my mind
Resting in the shade
Of the bower of your heart
My incendiary flowerbed
We knew all of this before
Collectively we just
Never learned it
Enthralled
Feeling every feeling
Every sensation
Every pore
All the channels
Super loaded
Flooded and exploded
In my body
Somber notes
To coax your heart and arms
Around me
Lay down in the bower
Of this incendiary flowerbed
A hammock
A small town fabric
Of undoubted love

So Many Birds

Knowing you were there
Missing where we were
That night
Your hair
The moment that didn’t know
How to kiss me back
Jumping up and down
The laughter all around
I’ve never heard
So many birds chirping
We danced and
Someone’s wedding bells
Were ringing and clanging
In the backyard
Of my heart
One tiny moment
In space and time
It feels like all we get
Even if we gave a lot
I just wanted to absorb you
Stand back and let you shine
Watch you do your best
Blinding light
Love unlike the rest
Love unlike the rest
Love unlike…

Supernatural

Of course I would
Fall in love with a ghost
Of course I would
Miss my window of opportunity
I could retrace my acts
Sixteen days later
And still not find your footsteps
Kind of remarkable
Kind of like moss
Always there but maybe
Just in the background
And we miss it because
We’re not looking for it
I certainly wasn’t looking for you
But somehow my eyes found
What the heart wants
When I looked at you
Of course I would
Not realize it would be too late
Of course I would
Think about you endlessly
Through the night
I went back there today
Again because I also
Didn’t forget about the way
You came running out the door
After me
Of course I would
Ask you about plants
Of course I would
Wish I said something else
Of course I would
Never see you again
Of course I would
Fall in love with a ghost

I Was…

Hoping that I’d find you today
To give you a small note
I was hoping I could ask you
If you want to spend time
With me tomorrow
I could already taste
Your kisses
I already imagined
You would want to leave
Your mark on me
A love bruise on my neck
I had to ask you to stop
To pull away
To keep my image professional
Although I really didn’t want to
I hoped to say to you today
Everyday I say maybe tomorrow
But today is the day I say
I found you
You’re hard to catch
But unexpectedly easy
To find at first
Looking up into your eyes
Passing by
I saw you
You came and found me
And then you were gone
Where were my words
Why am I bad at this
I wasn’t looking for it
But now I’m thinking of it
I was hoping that
I’d find you today

A Good Man

I just wanted to be
A good man
Hard working
To have someone
Love me like that
Look upon me fondly
Lean into me
So that others could
See that love
Our love
But she wanted to
Compete
With everything
Is there also even
A competitor title
To be loved
To be the better lover
Without being there
To love you at all
I just wanted to be
A good man
And to be loved
But she couldn’t
Love me
She was too busy
Being the loudest one
In the room
The brightest star
Now I know
She wasn’t capable
At all

Salt

True love never dies
How could it when
You’re so entrancing
I find myself cowering
Like a flower from
A sunbeam that is boiling
Frantic not to blindfold
Myself from your light
In an open all night church
On my knees asking
The universe to make a way
Acrimoniously without
All the pieces I had dreamt
Of disintegrating
Like sweet sugar on
Your flush hot skin
Smooth like amber
On my tongue
You can’t be genuine
If you’re not and I
Surmise that you are
Beyond belief
Abracadabra
Oracular a magician
Of sorts that stirs a
Fire in me belly
With your wand
Lighting the undergird
Of my spirit with a
Fortitude that beholds the
Salt of your earth

About That

Would it be that
They should control
The meaningless things
To make us feel disempowered
Would it be that
Freakishly they could
See beneath the skirt
Of that identity
Figuratively
Observing our truths
Negate all the more
Important things
Reveal and expose
My vulnerabilities
The value of said
Credibilities crushed
Never acknowledging
What counts
Like the garden
Of my heart
Holding my hand
Kissing my face
Instead swiping
Left, right,
And all over the place
Poking at
The superficial
All the ridiculous
Unnecessary casting
Box checking satisfactions
There is
Nothing remarkable
About that