love – Page 17 – Poétique

Mixtape

When we’re ready to
Give it up
Say goodbye
Flip the script and pick
Side A or side B

Like charades falling apart
I’m looking through your eyes
From where I stand
Look at these possessions
That I presented
For you to love

Can I listen to this tape
And pretend that you’re there
Would it be the same if you were?
Will it sound better without you

All the stories that are sung
Chapter by chapter
Verse to verse
Can I listen
Can I watch
Before the one
Who wants it shows up
I’m arriving
Now that it’s done
You’re the one I haven’t met yet
The one I haven’t slept with

Do you want this with me
Can I offer my cassette
I couldn’t want more
Nothing more for what we would

To make love with a mixtape

Green Light

I want your green light
Satisfy this appetite
Spark my dynamite
Everywhere I see you there
Green light
Mystified
Truest eyes
The brightest smile
The warmest hands
Running towards your
Sweet demands
Miles and miles
Goes on for days
Your
Green light
Kill the red
Love you til we lose
Our heads
Lose our way
Forget the plan
Wrap my legs around you
In a
Green light

And On

Erotic wanderings
In the heart beats vicinity
Or the soil of your charm
Steps up and down
Is it the left or the right
That is more important
Which side to decide
To define how much
Which way to turn
How much to show
How much to hide
All the games I have wanted
To play with you
All the wishes I have hoped
Would be granted
Can we have one
Without the other
I can barely sit up
Paralyzed in the shadow
Of your future memories
What potion should I drink
Or which melon should I eat
If it were for your forgetting
None could be so strong
If it would be a toast to
Your remembering
The brightest embers
Would burn on and on
And on…

After Brunch

Like the quiver
Of a cat whisker
It shudders subtly
The feeling of remoteness
Forgotten bewilderment
Caring even less about
A remaining balance
Like sucking clean the fingers
From the sweetest hand fed meal
Delicate in taste
The most sacred piece of cake
Or an insatiable appetite
Uncovered by a lovesick fool
Naked running through the forest
Would you have me then
Would you hold my head
Would you caress my feet
And when would you premier
Before me dancing first
In your best circle of flowers
Picked out by the wind and scattered
About amongst the branches
Aligning twigs into a bed
To make love with me in
After brunch

Exactly the Same

Is it a headache
Or a heartache
It doesn’t really matter
They both feel almost
Exactly the same
My chest is filled with
Constipated breath
Is it worth biting
The tongue that would speak
To say that I love you
Even oh
Even if it leaves me weak
Even if it leaves us empty
Even if the universe
Betrays my passion
And abandons me
For every star that
I would copulate
To engulf my dreams
With light
Even if it leaves us empty
Even if it leaves me weak
Even if my tongue
Would be the one
To kiss and also speak
Into flames rather
Than with water that my mouth
Should pour out
In excited lament for to be
Orphaned by the moon
How soon is now
To take my headache
How soon is now
To break my heartache
It doesn’t really matter if
They both feel almost
Exactly the same

To Give

I am a tortured soul
Like a cold sore
A cancerous mole
Walking a tightrope
Of death
And still I have so
Much life to live

I am what no one wants
I am what no one loves
Sent from up above
Glistening in a garden of
Broken glass and blood
Left over from
The steps I took to get
Closer to the core
Of myself
If it seems like I am
Pushing you away
It might just be that you
We’re never really here
Anyway

To sit next to or lie down with
A tortured soul
A burning cold sore
A cancerous mole
Walking the tightrope
Of my living death
Deceiving me
Though I still have yet-

So much breath
To breathe
So much life left
To conceive
So much more
To give

Better Habits

Landlocked like Serbia
Drinking a thimble of your poison
I could not have been
More shocked by your departure
Nor more relieved
That I should not also have to wait
For your return

Other Than You

I put my weight into it
Bandaged all the cuts
That threatened my excellence
Standing on a glacier
Cruising round the curves
Of your Antarctic heart

You are the perfect picture
Of my death as a living love
Mental anguish
Flailing around
There’s nothing to be gleaned
I let you manipulate me
Petulance on my part
So cathartic
To have you touch me again
With your words

Shamefully

I shouldn’t have trusted you
To love me
Are we so broken
That you can’t see over yourself
Having trouble
Hurdling over blameless pride
The bricks are stacked
Exceptionally high
Are there any feelings left inside
Almost no
A tragic sigh
And then comes the chance
For freedom

To lay next to someone
Other than you
To take their fragrant breath
Into my lungs
To find someone
Other than you

Boomerang

When I say that it hurts
When I tell you that you hurt me
You only say I hurt you too
You say you’re doing things
Too busy to respond
To any calls from my love
To all the texts from my heart
You couldn’t be bothered really
Inconvenient love
That’s me
I want to hear you say
I’m sorry that I hurt you
I’m sorry I’m too busy for your love
Too much going on
To share a moment at the time
That I needed you
Don’t ask this of me
You say
I give what I can
Not what you need
And when I say that it hurts
You only say that I hurt you too
You only say I’m busy
I’ve got things to do
Inconvenient love
Tell me you miss me
And then tell me to go away
How can I tell you that it hurts
When you can’t see me
I want to believe that you love me
But it’s always on your terms
It takes a long time
For the heart to relearn
How to love when the love
The heart loves isn’t loved
In return

GÄ

Unrequited Love

Unrequited relinquish me
My indispensability leaves me
Like the leaves leave the trees
Open and vulnerably waiting
Just to see if he may consciously
Play dumb while his smile
Inadvertently romances me
The wit, the charm, the desire
For his arms reciprocally
Is there no escape
From this complex quality
Of love that cannot be
Exchanged equally
Is it indefinitely held
Suspended like a favorable sweet
Able to touch it but still
Somehow out of reach
Unrequited victim to myself
Addicted to this euphoria
Should it lead me to
Anxiety should it paint a path
Of negativity an embarrassment
To be held here by myself
In chains that only I sustain to be
What will become of me
In this unrequited love
Protagonistic means
To conjure covetable dreams
An unrealistically portrayed
Imaginary painting of our need
To be together differently
Than how we are in current sync
Unrequited love unselfishly
Accepting forlornly the suffering
In love euphorically deceived
Relinquish me for I cannot
It seems with years
Wrapped round my legs and arms
Of wanting this to be
More than it’s capable of being
I will not give away the friendship
I will not give away the time we’ve spent
I would not know how to
Relieve this
Even if I tried and I have tried
To turn it off
To name the moment
To kiss the stars
Unrequited love
It will always live with me
Just as you always will you see
Be locked inside my seams
I made an honest mistake
When I met you
To fall in love for you
Was not what I intended
Was not what I intended
Was not what I intended
But I believe
Even if it was never meant to be
My depth of love for you
Cannot be easily deceased
Nor could I know
And when from which way
Would I even fain retreat