“The first time his laughter touched the air around me, the earth sighed and the moon smiled, and I knew nothing would ever be the same again. I held him in my mind, my body, my soul, like a whisper in the wind. Like a totem in my heart. He became the key to words I had never been able to speak and tears I had never been able to cry. I knew I would live the rest of my life with his love dancing in the spaces only we could see.”
shhh. show me
“Can it really be love if we don’t talk that much, don’t see each other? Isn’t love something that happens between people who spend time together and know each other’s faults and take care of each other?…In the end, I decide that the mark we’ve left on each other is the color and shape of love.”
❝There are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark…their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business. Just hearing their name pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways, and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself, words are useless.❞ ❤
he will sometimes love you wrong.
that’s okay. teach him the ways
that you love. like candle wax
working to sustain the flame.
put your guns away
because he knows
all your triggers
and how you ache
to pull them.
he tells you to stop
preparing for battle
every time you drive
around a blind turn
the road will still be there
like before. go lightly
and you’ll see.
I’d sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of havin’ you near
In spite of a warnin’ voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear:
Don’t you know, little fool, you never can win?
Use your mentality, wake up to reality.
But each time that I do just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
‘Cause I’ve got you under my skin.
How long must I sit with this-
this tearing angst
yearning for a forbidden touch-
while you become my Muse
fading slowly from reality
seen only in my mind
loved large in my heart?
are pushing lust up against me
driving wild reckless women into my mind
desperate for escape, freedom
Did you orchestrate this?
I think not
the shock in your eyes apparent
my yearning did surprise!
And I was safe in the dream of you
until I saw desire reflected
in those cool depths.
Shocked into reality
alarmed by my abandon
careening from control…
Yet hot in my veins, you remain
inspiring passion and poems
regardless that I cannot have you
in any way
but as my Muse.