Category: My Love

The dividing water

I don’t know I have ever felt the way I feel about you
I don’t know has anyone ever so completely besotted with me like you do

I don’t know I have ever dreamt about love the way until I know you
I don’t know has anyone ever known me the way you know me

You have kissed my soul long before you will kiss me
You have loved me long before you will see me

You were the wish I made to the shooting stars long before I had known about love

You were the one covered by the umbrella in the dividing rain,
a dream I had so long forgotten ago,
I was a curious teenager tipped toes on the dry side,
spotted you and knew you were the one

You have vividly lived in that dream
until I heard you whispering across the ocean

I don’t know I have ever felt so content as how I feel now
just knowing you are there
and love will part the sea

Me and the shrub

I was walking aimlessly and contently
knowing the truth of timing

I spotted a native wilted shrub
I love them for they are scruffy and hardy
I stopped, looking up the sky and asked for rain

The next day, I woke up smiling at the drops
left on my window pane

I was walking towards the shrub intently
knowing the truth of prayer

I squatted down to check on its trunk and crown
with satisfaction they are still bendy but supple
I stood up, looking up the sky and gave thanks

The next day, I woke up smiling as my heart
filled with warmth

I was walking towards the shrub with excitement
knowing the truth of reaping

I skipped down the path to match my anticipation
from distance it greeted me with full bloom
My heart fluttered, looking up the sky and murmuring ‘I have found it!’

A man in Ben Hogan cap

I take shelter in the Ben Hogan

He keeps me warm and stylish

Fending me from the early chirps’ dropping

My tash loves him and desires a pipe mistress

Yet, I will be just happy with a bowtie

Com’om mystery, poetry and crime

I’m ready in the Ben Hogan armour

Lovers

in snowy days
I will hibernate in your arms
let cobwebs grow on my hair
let raven bring us food
nesting nesting

when Spring comes
I will wake up in your arms
let crisp cut grass infuse our nostrils
let fresh blooms send us pollen
achoo! achoo!

in summer haze
I will dance in your arms
let sweat bubble on our foreheads
let music bring us joy
shuffling shuffling

when Fall arrives
I will collapse into your arms
let the burning colours scorch our lips
let leaves cover our passion
flying flying

Affection

I weave you into my world
till overflowing laughter

I weave you into my heart
till beating evermore

Que Será Será

The rain whipping on the window panes all night long
like your wailing across Africa
it woke me like a Tibetan bell

My hair saturated in haze mist
I curled up in fetal position
longing for your embrace

There is no distance in oneness
the void between us is your haunting past
and my imprisonment

My love
I am calling for trust in timing
to be, or not to be

Restless

you are over there
with a void
between your arms

i am here
a shivering body
without cover

Helper

I would hug you so tight
Squeezing this sogginess out of your pores

I would shake you ferverishly
Shedding rotten leaves from your frame

I would strip you bare
Teethmarking a new kind of love to your skin

I would dress you in a garment of praise
Celebrating a new life with you

If I could I would

Love Tragedy

I see you

I know you

If I were not broken in powdery pieces

I would have raced across

the river in heavens

to feel you

Instead

I am standing still

in awe of your fragile beauty

living out the ancient tale of

Niu Lang and Zhi Nu

http://worldstories.org.uk/stories/the-story-of-niu-lang-and-zhi-nu/

Will you?

When all you know is turbulence

Will you tell the sea is calm?

When all you’ve been through is futile

Will you still long for maybe?

When all you taste is bitter vile

Will you remember the dew once on your lips?

When all you sense is darkness closing in day after day

Will you even contemplate the rays?

When all of you is an open wound

Will you? Will you let me in?