I know and you know
The words we cannot say.
Like embryonic droplets
Suspended, in cumulus clouds.
They conjugate in anticipation,
The nouns and the verbs.
Yet stand silent and awkward,
In deciding which adverb to choose.
I love…… I adore….I worship…..
Then the rain clouds converge once again.
A drenching flash-flood leaves us speechless,
With feelings that no words can explain.
I know you’re listening….
For words you cannot read.
Sometimes, silence speaks….
Louder than any words can.
I found her there,
When I opened my eyes,
Composed and regal, a gracious surprise.
She reached out,
Taking my hand in hers,
Leaned in and whispered my name.
With words gentle and soft,
Her meaning and intention were clear.
She cuddled me, said I had nothing to fear.
If you truly love she said:
Fear will seek refuge elsewhere,
Clearing space for new occupants.
Invite them in she said:
Time has come for the kiss of joy,
The delight of peace, the ascension of spirit.
Stop listening she said:
To the voices of malice and doubt,
The nay-sayers, the castigators, the cynics.
I was amazed to find
A soothing-calm envelope me,
As I stepped out of my faded raiments.
When I opened my window,
I saw the resplendence of a bright new day.
A new dawn of serenity had come my way!
I could tell you that I really love you
And not mean a word I say.
I could tell you that I’m thinking of you
When instead, my mind is far away.
If only you would take a closer look
You’ll see what I see in the mirror.
My fears and doubts and roundabouts
Of telling you how I really feel.
That my heart skips a beat each time we meet.
You arouse my mind like no one else did.
The touch of your hand sends flurries to every nerve.
You burn into the deepest part of my soul.
Without you, I can exist.But what I really want
Is to truly live.
I’m not truly living at all without your love.
Perhaps love sets you in a churning motion,
In turbulent waves like the rolling ocean,
Starting on highs, dipping into heaving lows,
Compromising direction as the wind blows.
Perhaps love spins you a crescent moon,
An incomplete journey ending too soon.
Just as you were beginning to enjoy the ride,
The gravitational pull turned into a glide.
Perhaps the highs made you laugh and scream,
Consumed in burning flames, now just a dream.
A fireplace of ashes, long forgotten and cleaned,
A car,off tracks with reckless speed, it has careened.
Perhaps love has stayed the course in its frequent bumps
And its dips, leaving you with a heart that still thumps
Each time she kisses your lips and holds you up close.
Perhaps through rivers of time, your love still ardently flows.
Out for a late lunch and so were they,
a perfect family in a corner, facing the bay.
But the imperfections showed in their eyes.
Hers had long lost their sparkle; living lies.
It’s not the first time that I’ve perceived
that faraway look. Can it be retrieved,
the love that surely resided in their hearts
before vows crumbled into isolated parts?
Her eyes held weariness and sorrow captive
in an aging face that was once very attractive.
He nursed his beer, doubtless about its taste,
a scowl crossed his face, somberness-laced.
Had they quarreled or was this just a sign
of a love that had long lost its gleaming shine?
It’s not the first time I’ve seen such desolation
dining out together with very little conversation.
I wonder what happens to marriages like this
when couples feel empty, forgotten their first kiss.
Going through the routines like a clock in machine
even with the blessing of children in between.
As they stand up to leave and pay their bill
I toast to us and take another Sangria refill.
An unsettling sandstorm rolls across the shore
as I join in the laughter behind that closed door.
Alluring!
Intricate designs
catch my eye.
How you bloom!
Humbled by your love, beneath
Crowns of passion’s thorns.
No pretty gift box from me
Left under your glittering tree
No Yule tide message exchanged
It’s a gift that none but you will see
Can’t smell it or touch it, and it is free
No shops keep it stocked on their shelves
You’ll feel its shiny wrapping
And you’ll hear its beat tapping
If you listen with your heart.
You’ll smile when you find it
And taste of its flavors sweet
Each time you slip into your dream
For you, I share my imagination
To fill your mind with inspiration
And warm your heart with peace
For you, I’ve made a pledge
To walk with you until the edge
Where your soul finds its freedom
This gift will forever be priceless
When we behold eternal brightness
When shadows’ footfalls stalked my toiling tread,
Grey skies convoluted me in ominous surprise;
Smog smothered my mind, pulsed my heart with dread.
Then life’s train derailed haplessly before my eyes.
With blind vision and ambivalence, I stumbled.
Faint glimmers of light appeared as but a dream,
Of a distant love whose words I now mumbled.
Then wheels taxied the runway in a silent scream.
I prayed and begged forgiveness in a church,
But my mind and my heart seemed to disagree.
Wild winds blew in, toppling spirit off its perch
Then ship’s bow tossed turning tides endlessly.
In the cold air of an evening, I heard an infant’s cry,
My senses unfurled, released in a heartfelt sigh!
Magic
in the love dance,
yet his art could not grasp
her soft swells, her breath’s heat – against
his lips.
A heaviness constricted his heart as he pushed and shoved against
swirls of people. Anonymous faces, vacant and blank stares left him
feeling the emptiness of crowds that followed blindly. He searched
desperately for that familiar face.
She was on the train
wistfully gazing at him,
wrenching a deep groan.
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