What is it like
To love another
like you?
To let their name
linger longer on lips
cited and recited
Incantation
To close your eyes
see lightness pervade
cut through blackness
Meditation
To draw the lines
around your face
as smiles evade
a knowing gaze
Repartee
To lie in wait
until the day
catch a ride
see a face
Resignation
To know the same
happens every day
some place and time
yet never again
like them.
To know what is meant
when they say
love is love is love...
Admiring beauty
From afar
These empty vessels
Won't hold warmth
Nor bear handling
Forgive accidental
Fall from grace
Tiniest touch
Out of place
All seeing
Though clearly
Conversations
Simmer gently
Hands clasped
In dainty laps
Licking jelly slice
From fingers
Longing gentrified
Special ones
Reserved for whom?
Reflections Light disperses around Casting dancing shadows Until the sun hides Shapes erase Gentle budding offerings Shower like rain 'Till leaves overtake Newness delights no more Still nestled by banks Close to source Roots go deep Shadows grow tall Setting not forgetting Till tomorrow
Who decides when to leave or stay?
Presence is a twist of fate
A state of mind
A lovers' debate
Soaking in all the senses
A lifetime of inspiration
Absorbed in the space
of a day
Words cannot describe
the affect on body and mind
But if you wish me to
I will try
Some choose to Live and let die Watch a mother cry Hear an old man grieve Turn a cold hand, leave Avoid another vow Furrows in the brow Take another's toil Feed the ego, spoil Eternally asking Am I one or the other? Do I love? Do I bother?
Rain on a tin roof White noise soothing Muddled mind To dream Each drop echoes A different sound Like a typewriter of Make believe Writing novellas Words unspoken Moves a token Gesture of love Sounds identify Life unbounded Connect to world Eden above Cherishing dark blue Burning midnight oil Happiness toil Space beside With you
Imagine
If one could hold
Her whole world
In her hand
Though small
Only so many
Treasures
Keep reaching out
Finding gold
Look into my face, can you see?
The sketches of my past
smiles and frowns etched with age
marks of honor, sun-baked.
Look into my eyes, can you see?
A reflection of yourself?
Glinting shadows sparkle and fade
To soften the hard edge life of late
Read between the lines of living
on the cusp of heaven, grow wings.
Ease, peace, please, appease.
Muster courage, move to light
Hand holding tight.
Look into my face, can you see
You?
Photo credit: Swiss Alps by Ilze Haynes (C) 2019
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