love – Page 8 – Poétique

Spine

Disputation
What makes anything less amazing
Than it already is
What is the sense of urgency that
Rushes through every cell in the body
In justification to make us feel
Like something wild will be missed
Even seven years of security
Cannot cure this
What is the end of the world
Crawling up the back
Tingling into every vertebrae
As the spine cracks and pops
Like fireworks mixed with dynamite
Emotions explode inside
As if the greatest
Thing in life will be missed
Every time
Why is the end of eternity
Upon us?
Are we eternally plagued
By the intensity
Of missing the greatest thing
That never happens to us?

Plantureux

Zatfig heart
When one has nothing
Left to lose
A fat heart is inaccessible
To useless fear
Earthing full of the
Gods and Goddesses of love

Broken lock on the front door
Animals disturbed
You awake from your slumber
To find out you are
Intruded upon by
Someone with no boundaries
You wake them up
Drunk on the floor

You comfort them
Because you are empathique
You rest on the couch for a
Bit more
Falling asleep you realize
You don’t know this person anymore

Wake up!
Wake up!

Who are you?
No response

This is another version of them
You never met before
And now it’s time to
Lay down the law

To protect your privacy
To protect your cats
To protect the dogs
And later there will be
A trip to the hardware store
To fix the door they broke

There is enough love
On the earth for all of us
Maybe it’s someone else’s turn
To step up and love that one

You say no
Like it’s a full sentence
They leave
You become whole
Nature is your throne

Space is precious
So is your heart
Love with it
And protect it

Duality is sacred

Against

I kissed my opportunity with her
Grabbed her by the waste
And embraced her
I did that right but I didn’t know how to
Follow up to know and trust
That she felt the same
I blushed
I should’ve been stronger
I wasn’t strong enough…

I wasn’t strong enough to hold her
I couldn’t even stand up to
Stop the emotions that
Wanted to kidnap
Our only moment
No star is strong enough
To wish upon

Sanity is worth everything
I’m more awakened
By the absence
Of ignorance

Knit the sweater
Hook the blanket
Weave the security
Into your own fibers
What does it mean
To do it for yourself

Face against the asphalt
No other way to turn
No more tequila
Just the whole self
Completing the sound

Safe

Everything is temporary
Just because you’re pretty
Don’t mean nothin’
They’ll take your freedom
Snatch your security
Throw you to the wolves

Red house true dreams
Minuscule problems
Everything melts away
In ribbons of protection
Tied around the space
Just to remind you
That you are safe and sound
In a place where you
Never knew if you were before

No looking over your back
Self expression is allowed

You can rest your head here
In my lap and know that
No one can hurt you now
No one can hurt you now
No one can hurt you now

My love is forever

Contending

They’re not here to help anybody
They’re here to help you make their numbers
They don’t care about your feelings
I am ultimately non-secular so
It is difficult to touch the abstract numb
The narcissistic unfeelingness
Of the earth people around me

Hanging new life on the walls
To inspire others planting roses
In the garden cleaning up the shop
I find others rearranging my efforts
Not in a way to make it beautiful
In a way to make it theirs

What if this then pushes the great escape
To fall into a well of mollies and
Swim away where I one day soon
Arise to see my face aimed at the mirror
And not recognize my eyes or my smile

Meeting new beings I often
Double check my eye contact
With myself to see if the human in there
Is ready to be observed by the world

Without a false sense of security
Without nuisance

Hugging someone else’s dog
Sitting on someone else’s couch
Planting flowers on someone else’s property
A ricoche effect that leaves an uneasy
Lack of security wavering in the
Cold or hot winds that pass by
Comforting children that don’t belong to me
Am I the renegade of unowned property
Caring for the world that does not belong to me
Just nurturing life around me
As the excitement with the reception
Of my feelings and nature catapult

Good will is often like a head on a stick
Though it sounds gruesome
To an empathic person the gore
Is in the details of explanations
On how a sensitive soul
That wants to live and be loved
Feels rejected by its surroundings
They need to check in with

Roses love you unconditionally
Plants love you unconditionally
Dogs love you unconditionally
Emotions leave earthlings feeling
Uncomfortable and for that

How do you tell people to stop running
Without knocking them down!?

I understand it is easier to be
Unfeeling apathetic and indifferent
Perhaps even hateful

I only have love to give
The leftovers of a human heart
Laid plainly on the table

Forlorn

I didn’t know how to
Receive her love at the time
Because it wasn’t the love that I
Wanted

She didn’t know how to love me
Even my mother said
“He’s impossible to comfort.”

It’s too bad she came at a time
When I wasn’t prepared
I didn’t have everything in place
The way I do now

I can see hearts everywhere
In traffic lights and taillights
They’re all blurry because
My dog just died

I’m thinking of his love
Unconditional

That’s how it goes
When you truly love something

I’m doing everything just right
Waiting for the knife

A sacrifice for waking up
And organizing life

I reach up into the sky
And kiss your lion nose

You loved me
All the way

Hibiscus

They resent you for surviving
Wish that you would fail
Hate that you love life
Despise that you avail

They resent that you are happy
Their misery wants you to fall
They only love you when you’re crawling
When your back’s against a wall

I could have been your opportunity
Nothing can make you feel any different
When you feel the way you do
Fake money fake car fake feelings
Just to be how you are
Sometimes you fake it

How raw

I can’t feel myself
I can’t feel myself
I can’t feel myself

You were so unafraid
When people acted this way
I need a balcony
My turn signals are broken
Pull me over
Drag me out

Into the street
Into the street
Into the street

I need a Bollywood dance
A medical cream
A high stakes bet
That my life is worth living

Why did she resent me
You loved me unconditionally
Why does she highlight my dark spots
You licked my wounds

Some people actually thrive
When we’re down

Paddle out

Vouloir

I am self-sufficient
And I won’t ask much
If I ask you anything, I beg you
Can you just love me
In the way that I wish?

Without conflict
Without cries or tension
Use your conviction
Every ember and every strength
Without arguing or fighting
Every bone of my being wants your fire
To see me also for who I am
I will love you unconditionally
I will protect you exponentially
If I ask you something
Can you just love me
The way I want to be loved
Simply and completely

I have a lot of
Love to give and I can do it
In a way you do not imagine
I’ll take care of you and everything
Of the labors that surround you
I will raise you when you are on the ground
I will put a crown on your head
If you could just love me
The way I want to be loved

I don’t need a hundred lovers
I don’t need you to clean the furniture
Or for you to make the bed covers
I am domesticated and anchored
I can do all of this for you
I could build you a house
Even carry you through a threshold
Of nature to place you on your throne
Emotional strength without equal
Wipe your tears, pay your bills
Be the rock on which you must stand
Be your ultimate lover
If you could just love me
In the way I want to be loved

No conditional links
No resentment or lies
I could give you the world
If you could love me
The way I need it
Without competition
If you can love me
The way I want
A small request that may seem
Like a gigantic task

Smile when I do something great
Kiss my cheek and caress my face
Tell me that our love is so great
See my love for what it is
Something pure and infinite
My shoulder is your pillow
I will be your destiny in fate
If I ask for anything, I beg
Love me as I want

I would prefer that a stranger hold me
Even for a short time
Who does not know me rather than to be loved
By someone dear who can’t see
How to love me, it is not clear

I was told that I was easy to love
But I have chosen hard in the past
Love those who cannot love
While I’m in the shower
The answer falls on my head
In a clarity of rain
That’s all I ask

Maybe our goals are not the same
Personal limitations are to blame
Communication styles are to shame
Individual experiences are pertained
Emotional abilities are tested and strained
Different languages of love…

If all of this is true, it would be
impossible to ask you

To love me as I want

1000 Feelings

Would it just be a hidden gem
Like the leftovers in the fridge
To be finding that special person
Like your keys that you lost
In the woods after a twelve mile hike

There are parts of my life
That I have built around me
And they are all dying
As I watch the parts dwindle
Away one by one

Does she want to watch my life
Fall apart or is she there to share
Condolences in social media
It feels fake to have someone
Show up for the sadness in your life
But not to celebrate the bliss
Encourage my happiness
Cheerlead the wins

Like a tower that’s crumbling
I find my strength in a moment
Where I can share it deeply
And then there are those who
Will return it in undeniable
Waves of truthful vibrations
Genuine feelings of gratitude
If we are trudging it is through
Lush swamps of love

If my feet are stuck
They are stuck in that

Blackeyed love

My words may be broken a bit
But the heart sets the tone
For a better spoken lip

Sky

Beatific smile left over from the
Plague of emotions haunting his
Daydreams like the kind of stuff
You can’t ever unsee

Made a wonderful habit out of
Remembering how to appreciate
Little things like the color of the sky
Painted houses in unorthodox ways
People wearing things that
Didn’t fit in with the remaining society

Reaching backwards to scratch his head
There was a question mark
Hidden beneath his hair
No wonder the itch and
Begs the question also
“How long had it been there?”

Dark grey sky above was so brave
She didn’t care about the way she
Looked to everyone either
What brazen beauty at its finest

Even if the earth was cold and green
Her shadows could still cast immeasurable markers
Like a spotlight of bleakness
Where you could stand in the absent
Happiness of your brain chord

“I had one or two before.” he murmured
No one could hear him but the cat
Who was pawing at his shoulder
From the back of the couch

I guess we are living with the
Impossible answer until we find out
What it’s like to sit here with someone
Other than the pets who love you
Unconditionally

That was it:
Conditional love had slammed the door
Sloppy lovemaking is easy
But caring afterwards was hard
For most people to sign up for
Especially in the age of polyamory

Or what were the villagers calling it now?
Ethnical non-monogamy or some other
I have sex with everybody term
But the sky couldn’t sit on the couch with him
Although he had never invited her

I suppose in the congregation of his thoughts
There was only one way to find out