February 15, 2009 at 2:44 am · Filed under Poetry, love and tagged: passion, reason, heart, broken, season, chocolate, roses, fluttering
In both moments of passion and moments of reason
I wonder if I have the heart for this season
of chocolate and roses and fluttering hearts
that always end up broken.
December 10, 2008 at 3:56 am · Filed under 13 Most Popular, Poetry, love, sex and tagged: age, back, call, chest, ear, fear, grip, hands, lips, long distance breakups, love, lust, nails, passion, reason, teeth, tongue, touch, voice
I wanted to call you tonight,
to hear your voice low in my ear
one last time,
to feel your voice grip me from afar,
but I believed you when
you told me never to call again.
You may not have meant it.
When you said
“It’s over. Leave me in peace,”
you may have meant
“I love you,
and I need you to call me to prove your love,”
but I believed you.
I hope you meant it,
because I believed you.
I hope you didn’t mean it,
because I still love you.
Our fear of loving each other isn’t fear at all.
It’s all the miles and years between us
and a little bit of reason pretending to be fear,
but what place does reason have in love.
I wanted to touch you tonight,
to feel your lips on my lips,
your tongue on my ear,
your teeth on my chest,
your nails on my back,
and your hands where I dare not mention,
but I believed you when
you told me that you had found another.
You may not have meant it.
You may have been making excuses.
You may have meant
“If you love me, fight for me,”
but I believed you.
I hope you meant it.
My god, I hope you didn’t mean it.
There will NEVER be another love like this.
There will NEVER be another love like this.
There will NEVER be another love like this.
With luck, the next love will never end.
November 16, 2008 at 1:58 am · Filed under Philosophy, Poetry, love, sex and tagged: art, beach, beat, beauty, blood, body, cool, dawn, dusk, earth, flowers, grace, hair, hands, heart, heat, joy, laughter, light, love, might, moon, musk, passion, power, salt, sands, sex, softness, strength, sun, sweet, tenderness, truth, water, wildness, will, wisdom, you, youth
When I hear you,
I hear joy, tenderness, laughter, and light,
strength, passion, will, and might.
When I see you,
I see life, beauty, wildness, and truth,
the sun, the moon, wisdom, and youth.
When I smell you,
I smell flowers, musk, your hair, your hands,
dawn and dusk, the beach, the sands.
When I touch you,
I feel your softness, your power, your grace, your art,
the blood coursing through you, the beat of your heart.
When I taste you,
I taste earth, water, cool, and sweet,
body, blood, salt, and heat.
When I know you,
I will know everything worth knowing.
November 10, 2008 at 12:15 am · Filed under Philosophy, Poetry, love, sex and tagged: light, love, passion
Love’s soft light
a candle flame
I see by when I light it.
A flame extinguished
just the same,
when I try to fight it.
November 6, 2008 at 12:35 pm · Filed under 7 Least Popular, Poetry, love and tagged: heart, light of love, Louisa May Alcott, love, passion, reason, tales of love
These tales of love, I do recall, in telling I do treason.
I open up to you these halls, the doing its own reason.
Your passion I beseech thee give, would hearth of mine heart kindle.
If not now, this spark I seek, then loves flame shall soon dwindle.
Take not that weight upon your back, for I alone shall bear it.
I offer you the light of love, accept and we shall share it.
November 5, 2008 at 2:12 am · Filed under Philosophy, Poetry, love and tagged: africa, breast, firelight, intensity, joy, love, love lost, loving words, melancholy, memory, moment, music, noose rope, passion, sadness, standing, union
Lying,
Music recalls to memory,
Passion,
Joyous great oceans of union, wide rivers of you.
I long for a shared moment, gentle moment,
Loving words, convincing words,
Your breast,
Firelight.
Standing,
Music recalls to memory,
Africa,
Intensity,
Great oceans of love, wide rivers of loss.
Give me a high branch, strong branch,
Strong rope, short rope,
Noose tight,
Take flight.
