You had me feeling young again today.
Every ache in my bones seemed to forget
That the sun had risen three hours ago.
I felt lighter on my feet,
The laughter on my lips tasted sweet.
With every word you seem to heal
Every nerve that was screaming.
But how long can this last?
Are you here to stay?
Will you leave if I get too close?
Or is this something worth holding?
Do you know what it is to be tortured in love?
Not that it may see you perish within the day,
instead it eats at you slowly as you wither away.
Whatever strength you had left to look forward
And instead, found yourself looking back in dismay?
Have you felt the petals of a rose, like a bouquet of daggers
Sliding gently, without injury, along the line of your throat?
Threatening the ultimate, yet delivering only fear.
I ask, have you ever felt the burning of unrequited love?
Your smile could end wars
with its effortless serenity;
And the purity of its source
would silence doubtful entities.
No one could resist the temptation
To grin in response and shine
Like the sun on whose foundation
Your smile shone most divine.
O this ache has found new depths
Burrowing deeper with every second
Spent in exile from your caress.
I haven’t a clue if I have spoken
Out of term, or have I broken
Some trust you thought I’d earned?
O how I wish you’d tell me dear,
Why it is you refuse to come near,
When just days before,
On our warm golden shore,
We drank the stars to our delight
Until the pale silver light,
Of a full moon bathed your skin
In an ethereal glow.
O how I wish you’d come back
To the ways of yesterday
O how I wish, how I wish…
Before I fall too far, away from you
Before the weight of loneliness,
Implodes, rending my heart in two.
My heart knows not days, weeks, months or years.
It knows not the sub-zero Winter or the gale winds of Fall.
It knows not the pleasantry brought by another’s call.
It knows not the twilight before the darkness of night.
Nor the Rooster’s cry when sensed the sun’s faintest light.
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It only knows of the warmth her porcelain skin emanates.
It only knows of the swift step in her royal gait.
It only knows of the smile that shatters inhibitions.
And of Cupid’s arrow, flying true to its mission;
urging miles traversed, only love could coerce.
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All conscious moments lay still in a last embrace.
The scent of her hair, the glow in her eyes,
For nothing since has given reason to rise.
Writer’s note: I labeled this as “Take II” because it is actually a poem I wrote a very long while ago but I’ve recently looked it over and made a few changes.
In dreams we’ve enjoyed an enchanted embrace
As the sun set its waning glow upon the lace
At the fringe of your dress, dancing in the breeze
Casting delicate shadows as we glide with ease
To our own tune, humming sweetly as we go along
With no strings or conductor; who needs them for a song
About a love that knows no boundaries or potion?
Ours will rival and conquer the most cynical notion
That true love has faded in a world grown material.
Ours will rise above and prove itself ethereal.
With the sand beneath our feet, our spirits entwine
In a step so mystical it never feigns to be divine,
And soon passion may flourish, and romance may nourish
Your faith, that such grace, exists.
She may be five foot six
But she’s a skyscraper.
She’s got a taste for kicks,
well known for her capers,
and when she gets her fix,
She’ll headline the papers.
Her head’s in the clouds
with dreams and relief
that a sunrise is just how
you put the night beyond reach.
So no matter the row
The past, will rarely breach.
Her future was never written,
She’s got a lifetime of discovery
If you see her, she’ll be smitten
‘Cause life is one big reverie.
And if you take the time to listen,
Her words, a priceless memory.
No, she doesn’t believe in fate,
And the wander in her eye
Might say it’s getting late,
it’s okay to say goodbye.
Like a tower, her roots are great,
Her head forever high.
If you’ll give us a chance
To prove that romance
Is, still quaking,
We’ll share sunsets on the shore,
and drink stars at the core,
Of the city.
The adventures we’d find
of the extravagant kind,
wait enchanted.
I swear a love like this
sealed with a kiss,
It’s eternal…
If there’s ever a chance,
I’ll prove this romance,
Is, worth taking.
P.S. My apologies for the weirdly spaced 2nd stanza. For whatever reason, WordPress does not like it when I copy and paste from my MS Word document. *sigh* nor does it have the formatting options to allow the spacing I prefer for poetry.
You can wine her and dine her
but you’ll never define her
as easy or sleazy.
Her head’s on securely,
If your intentions are purely
a guise; I suggest, you get wise.
I can’t ignore, the smile you wore.
It breaks the sky
Into a blue heaven every time,
Even if only in my mind.
I know you can’t be here tonight, I won’t fright
I’ll keep my wishes flowing ’till daylight;
Shooting stars, 11:11
Snap the wishbone just to get keep them flowing.
One of them has to catch soon,
They can’t all be lies
Or else what am I fighting for,
if not a chance to be yours?
A chance to show what I can bring to your life
To show you that I can be wrong
and I can be right
Just a human at your service,
to break at will
Or embrace me with the heart I know so well
You are why my skies still hold their hue
With your smile, my troubled sky subsides to blue.
Writer’s note: This is simply a slightly altered version of an old poem of mine. I hope it is still relevant! Enjoy.
The Way it Goes 