It's about loooooooooove

He was beautiful deep down in his own heart
though always asleep in his own mind,  
and I loved him so but, thought I was smart,  
tried to change him, as a kid I was so blind.  
  
But he had lovely long, long, tight-black curls  
like some bold gypsy with fortunes to tell,  
that I swear when he shook his head the world  
heard, such a great joyous pealing of bells,  
   
as he conjured me to wondrous places  
some magical psychedelic kaleidoscope  
of dreams viewed by this gentlest of crazies  
but, outside his mind he could rarely cope.  
   
So, there's no torrid tales our past could tell  
if we could play " do you remember?"  
but such astounding things they'd ring love's bell  
round blue suburban skies dying embers,  
   
and oh, how fiercely rich our brief time came    
that all Titan's black oil could not purchase  
these memories nor banker ever shave  
value from these, now so richly chaste...  
   
But things were not to be I wasn't how I seemed  
I never was, I stole his love, a common thief  
through ciders we drank, in the dark, I schemed...  
he needed a nurse, I demanded, life!  
a nightmare sprang up out of his dreams  
that nightmare was me, an adolescent full of strife,  
spite, crazy hormones and now, tentatively, grief...?  
But how could one know what's really wanted
at the silly age of just turned fourteen  
I couldn't, didn't, wouldn't know that I'd be haunted
by his intoxicating deep embedded dreams,
 
I ... almost wrote your name down on this page  
as if in incantation of some witch,
with blood pricked finger thereby to engage  
some demon to come with its magic stitch  
and unravel time, I believe I'm feverish...  
but how beautiful you were, so beautiful...  
   
 

Mysterious eyes as vibrant as the deep oceans,
Brilliant hair that outshines the sun;
Strong hands that are lethal with a blade,
Yet soft and gentle on my skin.
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Tall and straight and full of pride,
His voice like music caressing my keen ears;
Incredibly fearless and full of wisdom,
It’s no wonder why I fell for him.
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I surrender to this Godsend from above,
The very embodiment of true love;
My soul sparks to life in his presence,
In this cursed land he’s my piece of heaven.
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I rise from the depths of the abyss,
To seek out the light that he emits;
I’m blind and scattered without his grip on me,
Warm seems the candle to one who has never felt the sun.
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My heart, mind and soul belong to him,
I can’t imagine my life with anyone else;
He’s the one who makes my soul feel complete,
He’s my eternal light, always shining.
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I surrender to this Godsend from above,
The very embodiment of true love;
My soul sparks to life in his presence,
Our bond grows stronger as I take in his essence.

 
I am going to tell you what love is not.
All stars in the sky your eyes can see.
All salt left after drying the dead sea.
Stone hiding in the flesh of an apricot.

Love's not the echo of a far gun shot.
Is not a meal where all is gluten free.
Autumnal flapping wings all over me.
Not giving away all things you've got.

Is not having dreams took by assault.
Wich bird sings in the glory mornings.
What started fight of thunder and bolt.

love's not count pace of heart beating.
The break in your heart is not my fault.
Love is not feeling the air while falling.

PAR

I'd have one coffin, built to fit us both;
Much like our matrimonial bed
As a safe to keep our wedding oath
From doing us apart when we are dead.
 
I would leave us face to face, lip to lip,
So no variance might render amiss
A final bliss to our partnership
To match that in our initial kiss.
 
And thusly...we would be ever sealed...
Then sent as a message to future stars
So they might see mortal love revealed
As something outlasting brief avatars...
 
Who would have their honeymoon love equate
With the brightest stars that constellate!  

To Shari Mae
 
At Pheasant Farm on autumn eves we keep a rendezvous
with one old pair of rocking chairs upon our porch at dusk
as list we to a greenness and a springtide born anew
upon a zephyr's whisper to a rose's scent of musk
together waltzing arm in arm alighting on the lawn
till whirling to a lyric air the nightingales soft play
they o'er the ha-ha wing and in a twinkling wink are gone
ere rising on the darkling sky in blooms aloof of May.

Youthful immaturity upon onset    
knowing well our own embrace      
impassioned, too fierce to forget      
internal flames at rapid pace      
     
Beware, that which burns too bright      
can turn lovely things to ash      
darkness fell amid the light      
leading us to crash      
 
Love meant only for a few
innocence of romance wanes      
out of fear we withdrew      
yet a connection still remains      
     
A place in my soul was empty      
for years I grew a scar      
not knowing it was thee      
the strings of my guitar      
     
Reunited through clear grace      
we resume what once was lost      
familiar warm embrace      
our hearts have been embossed    

When I saw her I approached her
And asked her to dance,
She smiled and nodded without saying much,
She had a certain touch,
The way we waltzed and pranced
Across the galaxies,
She was indeed beautiful,
But after a million years,
The lights gave out.

Sometime later…

During the epochs of kings and empires,
I saw her again,
She was by a well,
With her eyes veiled,
But I recognized her.
I had crossed the desert and mountains,
On an arduous journey.
Later that night we danced,
This time we looked into each other eyes
A little closer,
With curious smiles and nervous laughter,
But after the festivities I had to continue
With the journey.
I died at sea during a storm.

It was some centuries later when I saw her,
This time in the midst of a revolution
Of all places,
She tended to the wounded,
While I carried a drum,
We recognized each other,
But we couldn’t dance then.
Fate wouldn’t have it,
The war and circumstances got in the way.

It was 1966 when I saw her again,
I recognized her by her smile,
It had been a while but we were young,
But this time we danced into the night.

The band played, not knowing our history,
But it was a mystery,
The songs they played seemed to tell our story,
As we swayed on the dance floor,
We’d been searching for each other
Through the millenniums and centuries,
But that night was the right time,
In the warm tropical air, it was all there,
As we danced to boleros all night long.

I finally said..
Remember when we were stars?
And we waltzed across the constellations,
Or that time we danced watching the desert dunes
Under the light of the moon,
Or when I lost you during the revolution,
How many times did we cross paths?
All those dreams you and I have had,
Are our memories of the past lives we’ve shared…
So for this lifetime, and for the next,
Let's dance until the morning light.

i’m your cure,  
medicine you need,
 
a spice of love,  
i am that seed,  
 
i’ll love you pure,  
deep to the core,  
 
massage your heart,  
kiss where it’s sore,  
 
relax your thoughts,  
and cry no more,  
 
in an oceans

of tears,  
 
i am your shore.

Thankful my soul for the tears you pick up
Take my burdens with talks of tomorrow
Shining's a sea overflowing with love
Wash me away, the tide takes my sorrows
 
Wherever you point a way is painted
Guess I'm the fool who can only follow
My heart is full though my mind has fainted
A lost sheep because my head is hollow
 
I am no puppet, no man pulls my strings
You numbed my brain but it can recover
This modern girl with confusing feelings
Is more than her heart more than a lover
 
My dearest, my muse, do not leave my days
Let my head stay empty, now and always

Who hasn’t tried to define love
With a poem
A song
A movie
A play
Can you really do it?
Define love
With
Mere
Words?
Pictures?
Acting?
Is Love happiness?
Is Love sadness?
Is Love hell?
Is Love paradise?
Is Love pain?
Is Love laugh?
Love is
And it always will just
Be
Nothing more
Nothing less
Than butterflies in your stomach
That finally found a home