Yesterday's Poem
Love, Untested
Looking into you,
knowing you.
Barely knowing you,
but owning you.
My love, be fair
and fairer even still,
robbing me of breath,
of precious air.
And there is nothing
you can do or say.
Nothing sweet and nothing cruel
to stop me in my
true pursuit of you.
My happiness, my shameless sacrifice,
you.
Though worlds apart, though raging rivers
in between,
our souls still yearn for that one thing.
A thing both holy and unholy made.
Your love, my love, I hold to me.
Until our bodies crumble, our sins reviewed,
I love you always – reality untold.
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Where there is life,
when there are words.
Where we are still
and newborn.
The life, the love, the fantastical
chance
of tomorrow.
Lines written.
Time spent crawling towards
The End.
Soul/Love
To be in love
the feeling
the person
the indescribable
connection.
LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.
The fucked up
pain
of feeling,
no, having feelings
for another
soul.
BE.A.SOUL.
I didn't call.
Because I didn't want to/
couldn't get involved.
Never
had my heart broken.
Never
felt – That.
YOUR LOVE.MY LIFE.
I'm not ready.
TO LOVE.