Tag: love poetry

Still True

(tho singed and lost within the smoke of recent fires)

I love you

I know I say it all the time,
(I love you)
but I do

I love your smile, and
the way your head tilts back
when you get self-conscious,
when you want my lips to drink your neck,
when you want my teeth sunk in your skin,
when you want my heart, my flesh, and then...

(I love you)
I love your eyes:
cinnamon stones sparkling amidst silken skin,
hanging flecks of perfection
singing to my poet's soul again and again and again...

I love your shyly-arrogant laugh:
full of knowledge, edged with pain
(I love you),
tainted with the uncertainty of your certainty
of your endless days

I love you

I love you for your brilliant mind
that you, nonetheless, restrain;
that you, from mistakes, disdain;
that you, come disheartened companions, refrain

I love you

I love you

I love you;
for your beauty is forever,
for your heart is ever pure,
for your love is as helpless as mine,
for your body always wants mine

I love you;
and it lasts
through time and space,
through trials and frustrations,
through foreverness and vulnerabilities...

I love you

I always have
I always do

And, oh, how I miss you...!

Photo ©2016 MLM

Beyond Reality

Sometimes, I wonder if he’s not the end of the world;
The end of me
The end of everything I know and want,
The end of all my desires,
The end of all my dreams

Somehow, that doesn’t frighten me;
I want it all the more
The end of all my past and future,
The end of the here-and-now…

If, in the end of everything
There is nothing but passion and love,

Then we exist in infinity, foreverness,
Between worlds and existence
Where words have no meaning
Where there never was a lie
Where dreams go to be born and die…

Silence speaks so loudly
In the nebulous ether
Of you
And I

Photo ©2015 MLM

The Muse

“The trouble with a muse,”
(my dear friend said)
“is that one cannot control it.”

I am bound by the aches and pains,
By the emptiness and the questions that remain
In the absence and the silence of this reign
Of my forever love affair with you

I am bound to find the answers that may hide,
To bear the passion and the weakness of our tide,
The forever pull of being at your side
In my forever love affair with you

I wonder sometimes: If you loved me true,
If your sad heart could calm its changing hue,
If your mind's eye could see, at last, its due,
If your dear soul could finally renew
In your forever punishment of you
Would we, at last, unlock the clues
To a forever life of me-and-you?

But, who am I to ask of you to shift
When all we are has led us to this rift
Where our hearts hold fast and souls can freely drift
Amidst this waning love affair with you?

Photo ©2017 MLM

I’m Sorry, Darling…

I'm sorry, Darling,
the light is fading,
though the love does not wane

I'm sorry, Darling,
the world must go on,
my life must go on,
you must go on

We must learn
from those pains,
from those sorrows

we each bear;
from the frustrations,
from the highs and lows
We must take something

We must love

I'm sorry, Darling,
but you have neither control
of Light or Dark

The Sun remains The Sun,
and the World, itself, is turning

Watch as the Sunset erupts into immortal flames across an infinite sky;

When you're in the right place,
at every Beginning and at every End,
it is impossible to deny
her beauty is as great

Now is the sunset of our love
Now is the end of you-and-me

Photo ©2016 MLM

The Sounds of Freezing Rain

I don't care if you are beautiful,
I am done with you

I don't care that I love you

I don't care about our past,
I don't care about our future

because love was meant to last

I don't care for your intentions,
I don't care for your mistakes;
I don't care for our desires

This must end before I break

I don't mean it for a minute,
I don't mean it for a year

I mean:

I can't bear this feeling
of you calling me your "Dear"

while you test that my heart beats
for you through the test of time

while you promise me your friendship
when devotion is but mine

I don't want to hear your sweet voice

I don't want to read your words

and should you chance upon me

please don't ask that I abjure
either love or firm abstinence

for my heart and mind must heal

I have chosen life without you
'til your heart you will reveal

Without love, there is no friendship
without friendship is no love
possible between two people who

may swear to skies above
that they are true, that they love,
that they care for one another purely

and yet, wish for something different...

as when you ask me to demurely
sit, or walk, or feel for you,
abnegating all my soul,
deprecating all I value
and then, playfully, cajole

me into bearing, yet again,
my heart

such is neither kind nor true

I don't care that you are beautiful

I must be done with you

Photo ©2016 MLM

Liberty

You were here with me
in my dream

I would rather you were here,
colors gleaming gold and copper in the sun
through the jet of your coat;

I would rather you were here,
walking paths 'round the fields and along the streams

I woke; without a thought, planned to wander,
you scampering at my side,
your brightness alighting my life;
your name come to life

I can see you still

My heart aches to have you here:
I wonder how you'd be with those 
seven heads taller than you,
how many creatures you would reign

You were always magical:
your wide eyes alert, awake, alive;
your presence a piece of synchronicity

Maybe I was here to save you, in your youth;
maybe you were here to save me, too.

Maybe I was here to give you my heart, my love;
maybe you were waiting to let me love you

Maybe we always knew we would part,
maybe you knew everything I didn't know I knew

All I know is that I know you, still,
and that you know me too

All I know is that I love you, still,
and that you love me too

First loves set a mold in our hearts,
I've heard it said;
you, my cherished one, broke every mold,
broke every hated rule:

You were the one who explored with me,
you were one who loved without questioning,
you were the one who is all and more than you are

My beautiful boy:
if love is an instant and a foreverness,
if forgiveness can be begged of you,
love knows you forgive me and miss me, too:

Forever apart,
forever with me,
forever loved,
forever true:

My beautiful one,
my Liberty;
and I am yours, too

Photos ©2015 MLM

Wonderland Has Come

He doesn’t know -
And neither do I -
How much time passed in the netherverse of love
How much power heartbeats have in times of need.

Years passed by without him near,
And mere moments since I have returned,
Thick with love and sweetness;
And we’re drunk on each other, again.

With every breath, I inhale a world that was mine.
With every glance, he takes me in.
This is not the love, the passion of children,
Of hurt adults fumbling towards ecstasy;

This is the love between worlds,
Between the seconds of real time;
This is violet love, of the kind Tesla knew…
This is fantasy-come-true.

Don’t talk to me of what might have been.
Don’t utter words of dissent, of discontent.
These are the times worth saving,
Moments worth living…

These are the worlds unseen and yet alive;
So:
Live
And love

Endlessly.

Photo ©2014 MLM

P.S. I Love You, Still

I fell into your world, my love;
And here, I shall remain, in heart,

Even if I am away,
Even if I must away,
Even if I am to be in a Wonderland of my own making…

I fell here, first, my love;
And here, I shall remain, in part,

As I have for years,
As I have for weeks,
As I shall, again, until I find the mirror-gate to you…

There is a Hatter who makes tea for two,

Who protects his M with kindness,
Who tempts Alice with long-coated horses,
Whose silver steed drives like the wildest things.

There is a girl whose land is elsewhere,
Yet finds life in Wonderland rings

With yet too-familiar courses
Of behavior with him all-too true…
And yet, we pine in distance;

And yet, you are right here;
By some grace of our natures’ providence
We touch what we hold so dear…

And you are in my heart, my love;
And here, you’ll always stay,

No matter time may come or go;
No matter how many worlds away…

For we have already broken rules
Upon us set by else-worlds’ minds,
Still: As precious as Majesty’s jewels,
Each other’s hearts, we find.

Stay with me. Love me. Be with me.
We shall never fear nor be torn apart;
For we are as Titans, as magical as gods
With all we’ve ever seen.

Photo ©2016 MLM

The Road To Giving Up

he’s just not that into you…

It’s been a week since I’ve heard from you
Sweet words of love
Of tenderness

he’s just not that into you…

While men in desirous parts of the world
Beg my attentions, pour on me affections,
Pull for my presence, promise me peace

he’s just not that into you…

I suffer long, lonely days alone, abused still
By absence, by affliction, by the remnants
Of maltreatment banished

he’s just not that into you…

And wonder, worry for your beauty
Wonder, worry for my own…
Reminded by your native enemies…

he’s just not that into you…

No sweet words come at last
No fond words of affection
No desire to be present…

he’s just not that into you…

But, even my white kitten comes,
An angel's silent steps and passionate
Love-bites to remind me of my own…

he’s just not that into you…

You’re just not that into me, are you?
For, if you were, your words would spill;
For, if you were, no harm could come…

he’s just not that into you…

for, if you were, you’d
share words of peace,
feather me with beauty…

… just not that into me…

… and I fade,

my love burning like a pyre,
my heart aching like a martyr,
my mind begging for a champion,

and I, abandoned of your touch
bereft of love…

he’s just not that into you…

my eyes spill, slowly, 
yearning for the truth…

he’s just not that into you…

'til my heart breaks 
as I read your words:

“… I’m just not that into you”

Photo ©2014 MLM

Love In A Criminal World

Don’t tell me you want to get to know me

When I give you all I am.

I’m not made of the times we share,

Not made of the things we do,

But of the life I live,

The ways I love,

And how I see the world.

Don’t investigate me like a criminal,

For I’ve done nothing wrong to you

Except give my love

Boundlessly

To a man

Who thinks he does not deserve me.

From Taming the Monkeys of Mind

 

taming-the-monkeys-of-mind:

Roll,

and splash around

through my warmest ink;

let it streak your body,

spilling into mind,

while

steadily

warming

your bluest veins.

Step barefoot through

my intentions,

stripped,

wading this man’s

inner everything.

Close

your eyes,

allowing yourself

to become the parchment

of love’s enduring

landscape;

catch

the pulse

of inspiration’s

heavy rains.

—me ॐ

 

~ Amazing poetry. ~

You tried to change didn’t you?

closed your mouth more

tried to be softer

prettier

less volatile, less awake

but even when sleeping you could feel

him travelling away from you in his dreams

so what did you want to do, love

split his head open?

you can’t make homes out of human beings

someone should have already told you that

and if he wants to leave

then let him leave

you are terrifying

and strange and beautiful

something not everyone knows how to love.

Warsan Shire
(via wordsnquotes)

 

~ This is so beautiful, and it resonates so well with me. ~

Paradoxes Bleed in the Black of Morning

You still hold against me that I love you.

Who is the fool: you or I,

When, yes, I am alone,

But you are without the knowledge of either of us,

Without the peace of our friendship,

Without the knowledge of me.

We are taught that we are allowed no mistakes, in love.

There is no turning back,

No forgiveness.

We deal retribution in love as if we knew better,

As if we were ones to teach

An everlasting energy

How to be.

I still love you.

I still live you.

I still know you.

I still see you.

Perhaps I do not know what you want me to be,

Perhaps I will never be as you wish me to be,

But I love you

And that is everything.

You still make my heart break with your sadness.

You still make my heart leap with your joys.

You still make my mind warp with your ways.

You still make my loins ache with your beauty.

Break me again and again,

I will still be yours, eternally,

As I am every man’s whom I love.

Do not ask me to render this paradox sense;

I only know it’s true –

As I know you are mine, too…

As every moment you gave yourself to me

Lasts, lives…

And I miss you.

Mirrored Love

Shall I wake you to your true desire,

Make you face the life you dream;

Bring you back to the realm where you and I exist

In a world greater than fantasy?

I sense your struggle to uphold yourself,

I face with you your fears;

But how can I communicate across the silence

That you are safe throughout the years?

You know I love you.

You know I’ll share.

Come home to me.

Come home with me.

Let me give you everything I am,

Let me take all that you are,

And sail, in love, into infinity.

Just reach out and touch me…

The sun shines outside upon wavering leaves,

Clothes spin rhythmically in the hall’s machine,

And the kitten climbs over the hills of my hips,

Massaging tiny claws into my slender waist:

Intoxications, all, thick with poignant quiet,

Tense with the slipping void,

Tight with the ticking of time,

Deep in the afterglow of you.

A chill blankets me,

I curl into the shadow of a new-old energy;

Visions billow behind closed eyes,

Dreams-wants-desires filling the miles between:

Sailing the seas, spilling joy with the sun’s kisses;

Careening steadily through trees on mountains high;

Speeding on lost highways under the moon’s laughing grin;

Growing the magic of love with mutual friends…

So many seeds we planted in our late-night meeting,

Wishes dangling like fire-lit lamps on our path;

When you are ready to dine on peaches and pears,

When you choose to wake or fall into a dream:

I will be there to taste your lips again,

To breathe fire into your heart,

To wander far into our world,

To be the never-ending beauty that is ours.

The Magic of An Autumn Night

A thousand leaves quiver a million colored hellos

And I remember you.

A brisk wind chills my fingers

And I embrace the sensation,

Tickled by the thought of you:

Your warm hands on a chilly night finding mine,

Your cool eyes twinkling like blue skies,

Your broad smile breaking, and changing my life.

Give me this cold autumn

For the days and nights are ours

And dance me into your arms;

Amidst the colors and the sun and greys

There is nothing but beauty,

And the colors shine brighter from the rays of your heart,

The sun marries your magic light and the world is warmer,

And my mind flickers and spins in awe of you

And we fall in love in a magic spell of our creation.

 

Mais mon amour, mon doux, mon tendre, mon merveilleux amour

De l’aube claire jusqu’à la fin du jour

Je t’aime encore, tu sais, je t’aime

Jacques Brel
(via soul-and-blues)

 

~ Translated, with help from Google Translate ~

 

But, my love, my sweet, my dear, my wonderful love
From clearest dawn until the end of day
I love you again, you know, I love you

Speaking In Tongues

I can’t even tell you.

The truth
Is that I do not have a choice
On this planet
But to quit
But to be quiet
Because I’ve said so many things
Because I’ve tried so many times
Because I have not quit
Because I’ve not been quiet

Because I still love you

And that love is foreign.

Falling in Love in the Rain

The rain streamed down so many panes of glass,
With you beneath, bustling, working,
And I watched…
My mirrored soul-streams spilled outside, reflecting
As my confessions, compliments, and I fell hopelessly, endlessly.

My heart pressed against my mouth to spill;
The windows of my mind got in the way
As I wanted, like the rain, to shower you
With all of the secret feelings I have kept
As you talked of safe-but-uncomfortable places
Of perfection,
Of the perfection of making another smile.

I wonder:
Will this work?

Will this pool of truth reach you
The way the truth of you reached me,
The way you woke me from the never-ending struggle of a dream,
As the pools of your dark eyes reflect a solitary place we both love well,
As your veins strain visibly to contain your vibrant vitality,
While your smile lights you and me infectiously, and all around who see
The way your way embraces everyone and everything…?

Shadows Dancing in the Dream

Your shadows still exist here.
I used to cry, used to be tormented
by the memory of your, by the ghost of you…

But now I laugh, twinkle my eyes at your shadows,
smile at your friends who are now becoming mine,
who now love me openly as you do in your dark places.

I’m tickled by the thought of you knowing,
finding that I live happily ever after, still,
beyond the dream of you, living still in the dream of me.

You’re still you, and I’m still me;
and happily-ever-after we shall be:
you, in your world and I in mine,
forever, regardless, intertwined.