Tag: poetry for romantics

Cascades of My Heart

Why ache, my heart
when love is come so quick?
Why fever's pitch?
Or are we both homesick?

And yet, the fire's heat melts
all this pain to shades
Of rainbowed beauty flooding
o'er the world, cascades

Of my heart, pulsing
with the long passage of time
And all I hope is:
I am yours, and you forever mine

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

Midnight In Love

I’m not actually any different from anyone who’s ever loved anyone so deeply.

I’m not actually any different from anyone who’s ever loved anyone so deeply.

I think of you probably as much;

I’m just as lost, as confused by your leaving

As anyone in all the ages of lovers being left.

We have been searching for this answer through all of time:

Why did he die?

Why did he leave?

Why did she not want me?

Why did she reject my love?

Why not accept the reality of us, of what we so clearly felt?

Why choose to forget what beauty we shared…?

Did he not know I would die, too,

Without the sunshine of his presence?

Did he not know that I would be ripped from the very soil, which was him?

Did she not know that I loved her?

Did she not realize how much I would have done for her, how I would have given anything, everything? That I still am, to this day?

Was our reality too much to bear, too challenging for the wish of the world we faced? Did our feelings truly challenge everything?

Did only I consider every moment we had together the most exquisite seconds in life…?

These questions rest in oblivion,

And the only rest I have is the rest I feel when I know I still love you,

When I know I am still in love with you.

It was the only rest I ever felt, in that way.

It was the only you I ever knew.

And this memory is not a memory.

We lived those moments in eternity…

And I am waiting for the stars to realign for you-and-me…

Because I am still in love,

And will always be.

Still Unstill

I still need to see you.

I still need to breathe the same air as you
In the same spaces as you
In the same moments as you.

Perhaps there are greater things in life
Than love,
Or perhaps it is the greatest thing of all;
I do not know.

I only know you
In this moment,
And you,
For all you are,
For all you are not,
In good and bad, in bitterness and joy,
You are my love,
My joy,
My happiness;
You are the coveted one
The misunderstood one
The only one.

Don’t tell me I should go elsewhere
When I only want you.
Don’t tell me I must stop wanting
When all there is, is you.
Don’t tell me I must display what I value
When what I value is you.

Don’t tell me who I am
When who I am is yours,
When who I am is me,
When who I desire is you.

If I am left alone,
I am still yours.
If I am pursued by a hundred men,
Loved by a million more,
I will appreciate all the love,
And be forever for you.