Tag: love poetry

As You Are

I am not for you.

You’ve said it:

You are not looking for beauty.

You regret asking me for my strength;

You regret asking me for all I am,

You said you didn’t know I would be

So ruthlessly myself.

Are you so weak;

Did I love you so much

As to be blind to your fragility,

To your hopeful heart

And fallible strength

As to miss the meaning

Of such

An unsustainable request?

Or did your fears catch up with you;

My words,

My heart pouring every day,

Every moment with unadulterated love,

Every breath of mine become for you;

Despite your mind’s monsters

Making a monster out of you?

I still love you as before.

No distance can quell this ocean.

No time can tarnish my heart’s shine.

No amount of verbal brandishing

Can make me believe your costuming,

Can disguise your heart or mine,

Can still the moments,

Still alive,

Of every moment

Your heart

Kisses,

Aches for,

Yearns for

Mine.

You are not for me

And I am not for you;

But we are

Bound

And this love

Rules

And I am for me

As you are for you.

this is not a love story.

this is a broken wine bottle and dripping red on counter tops,
different sized socks scattered on the floor
and left over tears still
longing to dry.

this is me telling you the history of us;
10 fingers, 10 toes
curled up limbs and
fogged up windows.

3am and I try not to miss you.

3am, I am sorry that monsters don’t write love stories,

they write eulogies.

these are the words we wish from ourselves. K. Kazik. (via these-chains-are-daisies)

A way

How many ways can I tell you
I’m missing you?

How many times must I say the words
To make them real for you,

Real enough to feel me
Real enough to see me
Real enough to hear me
Real enough to be with me?

How many days must I be alone
Before you come to take my hand

Not for forever,
Not for a day,
Not for a moment,
But for always?

How can I be away from you
When being with you feels like being with me…?

Secrets

We all have secrets we don’t tell each other:

Mine usually start with “I love you”
And spill like starlight from my eyes;

Yours usually start with “I want you”
And spill like the tides from your skin.

Maybe, One Day

I love you more than you think is proper.

I’ve been loved the same way,
By someone whom I did not find adequate,
Whom I did not think appropriate.

But I tried to love him.

You have not tried to love me.

At least I gain this insight into my friend
That I can relate with his disappointment
That I can be compassionate to his discomfort
That I can be compassionate to yours.

And, maybe, one day, you’ll love me;
Maybe, one day, you’ll embrace me
And I’ll be loved the way I love, by you,
With all the truth and dreaminess,
With all the hope and longing,
With all the romance and beauty
That I see in you…

That I live in me.

Love out of passion,
not out of loneliness.

Love the person,
not the idea of them.

Love who they are,
not who you want them to be.

Love with compassion,
not with judgement.

Love unconditionally,
not only when it’s convenient.

thehelmthatguidesyou (via wnq-writers)

And love,
Just love.

You and Me

I would live to delight you,
To turn your every day to magic
As mine are turned by you
As mine are turned by me.

I would live to entice you,
To turn your every sensation into bliss
As mine are turned by you
As mine are turned by me.

I would live to be your love,
To turn your heart to molten gold
As mine is turned by you
As mine is turned by me.

I would live to be your girl,
To adorn your very side with glory
As mine is adorned by you
As I am adorned by me.

I would live to be your peace
To be the respite you choose
As I choose you
As I choose me.

I would live for nothing but love
And you would be the love I live
As you are you
As I am me.

I would live to be forever yours
To be your eternal everything
As I, already, in my heart, belong with you
As you, already, in my heart, belong with me.

I ask for nothing. / In return I give All. / There is no earning my Love. / No work needed, no effort / Save to listen to what is already heard, / To see what is already seen. / To know what is already known. / Do I seem to ask too little? / Would you give although I ask not? / Then this you can give me and I will accept. / I will take your heart. / You will find it waiting for you / When you return.

Ki Longfellow, Flow Down Like Silver: Hypatia of Alexandria
(via wordsnquotes)

Desert

I deserve to be kissed with temul,
To be loved with such a verve,
To be wanted, desired like none other,
To be pursued with the intent of a hungry wolf.

I deserve to be wanted by a man I want,
To fall in love endlessly,
To be powerfully lauded in silent awe
By a man I love as endlessly.

I deserve to be kissed, and woken up,
My every cell alight,
My every nerve trembling with joy
At forever possibility.

I deserve to rest vulnerably,
To be safe in a world of safety
To finalize my love infinitely
In a love of final infinity.

I deserve to be:
To be well in a magical way
To take for granted nothing
In a today-forever-now.

I deserve you…
For every one of you, I love
So powerfully,
So infinitely.

You Know, Don’t You…?

Don’t you know that my heart aches for you?
For the way you smile,
For the way you dress,
For the way you hold yourself in a chair,
So gallantly,
So arrogantly,
So nonchalantly?

Don’t you know that my eyes ache to see you?
To spy the drink you choose,
To watch you lift it to your lips,
To see you shift in your chair uncomfortably,
To watch you laugh mirthfully at yourself,
At me?

Don’t you know that my ears pine to hear you?
To find the timbre of your voice sink deep within my stomach,
To listen for all of the things you say that make no sense, and so much,
To hear your body speak so loudly in all of your small movements,
To wait for the silence of your breath as you hold me close to you?

Don’t you know how much I see in everything you do?

Don’t you know how very deeply I love everything in you?

I ache for your unkindness, even when it hurts.

I ache for your sweetness, spilling meaningless promises upon me.

I pine for your lips to come anywhere in my vicinity.

I ache for your breath, for your taste, for your fingers, for your skin…

I long for your responses, so immediate, so intense, so deep, to my every word and touch…

And yet, I would love nothing more than to watch you, forever, in your nativity…

To pine for you forever…

And find, one day, again, your thoughtful gaze upon me,

Knowing I was watching you.

When Connections Cease To Fade

Resist me, if you will:

Your fight reveals you,

Betrays your desire,

Demands my attention,

Commands my response.

Be silent, if you must:

Your vibration pulsates stronger,

Reaches farther,

Throbs within me,

Speaks more truth.

Remain away, while you can:

Your heart protects me,

Encourages all you love in me,

Strengthens what is weak in me,

Purifies what is best in me.

Release all of your negativity:

I will remain, in love, through time,

I will remain, in love, through peace,

I will remain, in love, through life,

I will remain, in love, with you.

And there is nothing anyone can do.

A Break From Insanity

Remember the days of blue skies and sweltering heat

when your love clung to me like the humid air

when your arms found their way around me

when your head rested upon me

when my love surrounded you in unspoken words

when you were everything to me

when I was so new and precious to you?

 

Remember the nights in dark places

when your hands and mine found each other

when we relaxed in small spaces

when your eyes stole into mine

when our presence was real

when all else was unreal

when our deep possession burned and pressed,

aching to escape?

 

Remember me?

If all the world surrenders

If all the world will die

If all inside me crumbles

If my body and mind disguise me

If my flesh grows old and thin

If my fears render my thoughts riddled and incontinent

 

Remember me:

I’m right here

I haven’t changed

I always love you

I always know you

I always remember you

I’ll always wait for you.

If I Cannot Love You

If I cannot love you
I will love the trees;
They do not judge my intensity.

If I cannot kiss you,
I will kiss the clouds;
They do not ask me to withhold my tears.

If I cannot touch you
I will touch the sky;
He does not fear the vibrations of my heart.

If I cannot lay with you
I will lay with the earth;
She does not restrain my release to her.

If I cannot scream with you
I will scream with the world;
My agony gets lost in the crowd.

If I cannot be with you
I will just be with me;
Silence asks nothing else of me.

But, if I cannot hold you
I do not know what else to do.

Unfamiliarity

Who are you
to walk into my life
to stare at me that way
with mesmerizing eyes
with an air of knowing
your body commanding me
your inaction owning me
then walk away from me?

Who are you
to walk back in my life
to stare at me that way
with mesmerizing eyes
with a smile of knowing
your body commanding me
your action owning me
then stroll away from me?

Who are you
to walk into my life
to smile at me that way
with knowing eyes
with embraces dear
your soul commanding me
your body owning me
then pull away from me?

Who are you
to walk into my life
to kiss me that way
with knowing lips
with such responsive skin
your heart commanding me
your hands owning me
then drive away from me?

Who are you
to walk with me in life
to talk to me that way
with knowing words
with embraces sweet
your music commanding me
your soul owning me
then slip away from me?

Who are you
to walk away from me
to then return to me
with my heart sore
with your mind worn
your words confusing me
your inaction demanding me
then ask all to be bound of me?

Who are you
to rule what no man rules
to own what no man owns
with casual intrigue
with remoteness invested
your heart calling to me
your will resisting me
then try to leave me be?

Shall I not cry?
Shall I not be?
Shall I erase all of me?
Shall I fall into misery?
Shall I deny this fate?
Shall I deny my heart?
Shall I become an empty shell
That you’ll not be alone,
Release the Phoenix within me
Release the One inside of you
Consumed by guilt
Consumed by pain
And find each other
In Eternity.

…Who are you…
…to me?

I Am

Call me a fool; I am:
When, remembering your hand
Causes blood to rush
Causes heart to pound
Causes flesh to pale
Erases everything.

Call me a fool; I am:
When your few gentle words
Speak volumes more
Speak depths greater
Speak tenderness sweeter
Than all the talk in me.

Call me a fool; I am:
When every whim in you
Becomes my soul’s demand
Becomes my heart’s wish
Becomes my stream of life
And I a helpless leaf.

Call me a fool; I am:
When I can’t stop fighting for you
I can’t stop loving you
I can’t stop wanting you
I can’t stop living
For the mere breath of you.

Call me a fool; I am:
When life calls to me
And I remember you
And I need you
And I ache for you
And I must love, must live, too.

Call me a fool.
I am a fool
For you
For love
For life
For truth.

Call me a fool; I am:
For all I want
Amidst all this love
And life
Is the end of me,
Is the whole of you.

The Clash of Wills

I want my mouth filled with you
I am denied

I want my thighs spilled with you
I am denied

I want my heart filled with you
I will not be denied

I want my hands tracing you
I am denied

I want my arms embracing you
I am denied

I want my veins racing with you
I cannot be denied

I want my mind cooled by you
I am denied

I want my love ruled by you
I am denied

I want no longer to be fooled by you
I refuse to be denied

Commanding the Mystic

As you command, my love.

For I am a woman, and you are a man,
And I love the ways you are.

As you command, my love.

For I am tamed by your presence,
A wild huntress in your absence.

As you command, my love.

For I am strummed by your eagerness,
Quieted by your words.

As you command, my love.

For I am yours to rule,
And you are mine to mystify.

As you command, my love.

Your Way

I’ll always love you.

My heart,
Fragile as it is,
Wants to follow you:
Wants to leap into your mind,
Wants to follow your train of thought.
It is how I’ve always loved
It is how I’ve always known
It is how I’ve always gone mad
In the madness of love.
But I will not.

I love you too much.

My mind,
Fragile as it is,
Knows too well,
Knows too much,
Knows too infinitely, undeniably
The intentions of your heart
The intentions of your mind
The intentions of your body
For myself, for you.
And I must observe.

My heart aches for you.
My mind pines for you.
My skin crawls for you.
My lips long for you.
My hands grope for you.
My loins still for you.
My soul waits for you.

I am transformed, by you,
Silently
Helplessly
Inevitably
Transfixedly
Willingly
Deliberately
Vibrantly
Safely

I am myself
And I am yours.

The Ineffectiveness of Transformation

And so,
I must transform my addiction,
Transfuse my heart’s beat
To give words life.

You will not take my love.

And so,
Your intent transforms your words,
Searing your mind’s will
Into my life.

I will not withhold my love.

And so,
Our ways transform each other,
Smiting our egos’ brazenness
Within reality.

We will not bend or break.

Can we return to that Fantasia:
To that world between worlds,
Where everything exists?

To that place of lingering embraces,
To that place of almost-perfect kisses,
To the moments nearly lost in time?

Can we return to Wabi-Sabi
To be
Just you and me?

I still give you everything you ask,
Everything your heart desires
Comes so naturally.

I am still yours…
And in my heart,
You are still mine.