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Posts tagged “I love you

When Words Become Our Burden


I have this love,

I need to talk about it,

so for the listener,

it is a story heard long ago,

experienced like yesterday,

only memory is our recall,

when we all

know the essence of love,

confused within a

burden of words.

 

I wish sometimes,

when I see a sunrise,

I might wonder the beauty,

and let that be all my heart needs

to feel fulfilled,

and yet,

it continues to emanate its energy,

while I remained shuttered,

afraid to let the world inside,

see my tears, my sadness,

my lonely cry out for forgiveness.

 

It is so hard to understand

the end

when we think of all the love

we would share

together in each other’s arms

always knowing then,

there would be another time,

but, a halting word,

the damage is done,

my desires and passions

run beyond the fantasy

turned toward real,

and she needed then to run away.

 

I have a certain sadness in my heart,

I would like to enter the next

life

yet, the callous nature

of selfish pride

still outweighs

the reality of losing her.

For now it is the beauty in her eyes,

the timeless nature of

all we have meant to one another,

for now, in my tears,

I wait for those memories,

I want only to know elegance,

it is the fashion of her sweet wonder,

lets me wander away

hopeful.

 

 


When Love Matters Beyond Need


A hurting soul,

one fully aware,

there is a cosmic energy

takes over beyond the real

when two lives cross avenue

to begin a trail

of flowered symphony,

of delight in passion,

when skies above

are always blue with

cascading  cymbals

orchestrated by the mind’s eye.

 

I am in that place

where only tears remain,

where confusion

overlays the reality of my dreams.

She is my harmony,

her mystique and empathy,

her brilliant capture of my psyche,

she does offer the muse

of my need to recognize

the value of a life.

 

Yet, burdens they may be,

a time is not forgotten,

only built upon to satisfy a tear,

to know this is

real

we did understand

just love


A Wake of Silence


While music playing

set a tone

I listen

the outside places

away from me

the nearby

I wonder about sounds

I worry about certain movements?

I question my own decisions

I need to live with that silence.

 

It is in the early mist of mourning

Still hopeful I wait for a chuckle

though it’s a bit far away

I wonder about their morning

I would begin

how has it begun

is she in the same place

has she moved

further away

I worry about my reach

falling short

with every

new day.

 

I love her I know

there’s no question

in my mind the time

enduring.

In waking the normalcy

of loss

the optimism

I’m encouraged only by memory

wishing my reality

to offer some peace

to let her know

she has touched

my soul.

 

For there is now an immediate love

always means to overshadow the pain.


Knowing Love


I gave you everything I have,

everything I believe,

I feel,

I wonder about in my day,

every moment I breathe,

I gave you a part of me,

because I loved you.

 

I knew I couldn’t have you,

but I wanted you,

and I rather than deny the reality of what I felt,

went forward,

traveled as far as I could inside your world,

and I sometimes forgot

to measure the distance it took to

allow you to feel my world too.

 

I’m standing alone today,

and it’s alright,

we’re meant to understand the pangs of love,

that aren’t always over-arching joys,

yet also, do truly contain,

the tenets of understanding pain,

is beautiful too.

 

It means we can feel,

well I can,

I sense the world around me,

and when I become scared,

I know your love,

I know it is there to guide me

wherever it is I may land,

whether soft or crushing impact,

there is a place for the solace of sweet elegance.

 

I wonder today,

about the tears I feel welling

near my soul,

I wonder about their meaning,

and in the next generation,

the skipped one or two,

if there will be any honor in the afterthought,

in the time that is our love.


These Tears


They are just now,

as you read the words,

know they pour from my soul,

each drop

layers my check,

dresses the faint dampness,

a quiet midnight sky,

would not reveal,

unless it were your eyes,

that I might count on,

near me,

your gasp, your love,

to dress my heart,

to show my world,

you exist inside me.


When Words Interfere


I fell in love, with her,

she told me one day how my words

might draw her to my side,

and I thought to myself,

well for sure,

that was always what I wanted her

to say.

 

So there we were, two of us,

together in the mainstream,

outside of the eye of anyone

nearby who might,

cause our lives to scream,

yet we were in love,

and we watched our shadows,

play romantic games

in the sunlight,

just out of our sight.

 

We knew there was a time,

when somehow

one might want more,

and the other might as well,

yet we never realized,

both would struggle with

understanding just why,

or how, or can we, or might you,

why can we not figure out

why.

 

Yet we knew love,

we are in love,

love is where we took ourselves,

selves,

we became the alone

part of understanding why.


A Silent Yearn


I cannot share what I feel,

only know I can find comfort

when we,

time allows our lives to find balance.

 

In the scheme of things,

no one would understand,

yet somehow,

when the words are put aside, we smile.

 

Oh, to feel your touch, your skin,

your sweet twirl on the back of my neck,

to reach and touch your cheek,

to know you feel me now is my peace.

 

It is this – we – our travels,

so special in a distant harmony

defined only in our hearts,

a comfort that we might share.

 

together.