If is where we go
Could they really always know
For their LOVE we grow
In
the
dead
of
winter
she
said
good-bye,
but
it
wasn’t
nearly
as
cold
as
the
sentiment
he
had
grown
upon
to
rely.
Hurt the other
so the pain
might buffer the wane
that wonder of
why, how, when
whatever it might be
a necessary end
between two evils
meant to accentuate
beauty
for in elegance
in love
indeed that sweet resonate caress
is often found
the agony
we do wish to move beyond
… and we did that without a finish …
doors open to reveal this our illusion
When
hate
becomes our wanted respite,
not the word
really
just the spillage,
the need
to empty our soul
such energy
uglies the mind
such a degree we may no longer know
or
imagine what we once
adored
sweet elegance,
soft mystique
whispers
this certain
love
I was in love.
Have you known love?
Not simply
the paltry shit of seductive words
privacy
we feign ourselves here …
only the real eyes
where soul awaits
an acknowledgement
two heart intermingling.
I am in love,
I know,
this morning the ache is
real
I don’t wish to see the light
only the shadow
of my quiet reality
me and my animal now
her eyes
just love
no agenda drawn
a quiet wonder of some seeming
loyalty
not feigned
no imagination
just silent breathing
waiting
perhaps there is wonder
yet she will
always know
always be
always … awaiting me
always she may trust my presence
always here.
I know this woman,
she carries the heart of a compassion
hidden by
societal
demand; however, I reaped the fruit
of her sweet mystique
and now trust her complete
muse
in carrying my soul forward …
such is harmony
in love
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