Simple
Simple thoughts
and desires now:
I want you
to be happy.
My love is poor,
and our memories
are short and
plagued -
but I always
end up wishing
you a good day.
And on lonely nights,
I wish you would
wish me the same.
June 2013
11 posts
Love I Need
(Less like a punishment
and more like a gift)
(And don’t tell me
it’s always both)
Hold
I dreamed
that you came to me
with your long arms out
like roots of a tree.
I dreamed
you made a home
out of me.
And if
not in this world,
not in the next,
not in all the
love we could
muster in the
time given to us,
we could
keep each other
a bit longer -
then return
to me, kind
stranger, and
hold me
as you did
that night,
and I shall
show you
that night
again, your
dream keeper,
your secret
lover -
forevermore,
friend.
May 2013
6 posts
(
(i will always love you
and there is no taller letter
for beginnings or a dot
to mark endings because
there is neither in this
world of you and me
and my feelings in between
my love is boundless and
past a set of parenthesis
my embrace does not
end at this poem
i will always love you
i will always love you
“It’s entirely conceivable that life’s splendor surrounds us all, and always in its complete fullness, accessible but veiled, beneath the surface, invisible, far away. But there it lies—not hostile, not reluctant, not deaf. If we call it by the right word, by the right name, then it comes. This is the essence of magic, which doesn’t create but calls.”
—Kafka (via kari-shma)
April 2013
5 posts
“
What if love is no more than
a tangle of muscles
aching to be untied
by knowing fingers?
What if love is made and nothing else -
asked Narcissus, leaning over the green iris of water.
Nothing else,
cried Echo from the green cochlea of the woods.
And they were both right.
And they were both lonely.
“
♫ But in my mind I do regret
I didn’t didn’t hold you back
What life would this be
If there is you and me..
” —