Not Yet Swans

You two will be together soon and forever

That's the plan!  And the dreams for now.

beautifully written dearest Styxian I agree with Fia you will see her soon and the melancholy will pass ❤️

I'm pretty much a stoic tree, until I'm not. Lol. Then I'm secretly a roller coaster.
Thank you, too, for the encouraging words.

Aww honey. We will see each other soon!!
Almost in a week and then I will be all up in your biznezz. haha
You're going to meet the rest of my family, and your instincts will tell you to
run but I promise they will grow on you:)

and this poem is amazing!!
Even the pic:)

I ain't running from a damn thing. You know me well enough to know that. Lol.
  Besides, I'm super curious!  It's overdue.

I love you babydoll!

Beautiful write, Styxian. I'd say it's very hard being apart, at least it's only temporary though. Into the list it belongs. Appreciate you.

DL

 

Thank you Damian. She's my drug, and I'm addicted. I'm a strong as hell guy, mentally. But I'm a wimp at the heart. Lol.

Oh what?

"your hands opened anyway
as you begged in return
for me to be impatient
And so I was"

This is fucking gorgeous. It reminds me of a David Bowie speech at the end of Labyrinth.
It's so exquisitely an "All I've done, I've done for you," moment.

You kick ass with your storytelling, and your seasonal shifts felt haunting and perfect.

AND THIS?!

"But my shadow had left
with the swans
They dragged it under them
as it thrashed atop the trees
Like an eraser
for anything green"

LIKE AN ERASER FOR ANYTHING GREEN?! Good God, man, that's fucking art.

Beautiful. The sentiment has depth and dark kisses and yearning and insecurity.

It's lovely, bro.

David Bowie: I used to think he was too "out there" for my tastes. Then I watched the video of him and Bing Crosby singing "Little Drummer Boy/Peace On Earth", and I was an instant fan. What a truly beautiful voice. Angelic performance.

  And what an awesome comment you plopped down in front of me!  Lol. I tweaked at this write a bit, trying to get it just right. It's metaphoric as hell, yes, as in the darkness under the bed is the empty suitcase once unpacked for the visit. And then taken back out to leave...
  I see a few lines that I can cut out entirely, for brevity's sake.  I dunno.
I do know that your comments, sis, energize me to get it right.  I like your cussy comments. Lol.

Now that is a poem about love and longing! I read it a few times along with your notes. I really loved the opening stanza. For me it captures early spring (and promise and longing) buds breaking, turning green and then covered by snow - such promise, interrupted.

For some reason, I don’t think Mother Nature would scorn promiscuity. I think she would revel in the joy of sex - I see Bacchus in Mother Nature.

I hope that the time apart is not too long.

Yep, the beginning thaw just to refreeze.
 Mother nature can't actually partake of physical contact as an individual entity, thus she's spiteful. Like an old grandmother past her ability. A spinster?!
  I didn't like this write that much for awhile. But, editing it etc made me appreciate my own effort to get it to reading status. I do care, a lot, about what I post. As most do?  

And I appreciate your considerable thoughts here. Thank you!

Excellent in every way… I can feel the anticipation…

Hey you!  "Excellent" is always of high reward to me, so thank you for that. This write took some deep visual perceptions to get so detailed. Im happy to hear that it paid off, so thank you.

How's Jade?!

Dear S,

I admire how beautifully you express that ache of being apart and the vulnerability of being together. The emotions run so deeply to do anything but sit quietly would seem disruptive.
Lovely. H🌷

There's a phrase that goes something like this:
"You find the worthiness of a partner in how you feel the worth of yourself".  

Aim high, reach high.

All I ever wanted was natural joy. Her heart is full of it.

Thank you, H.  :-)

This is so beautiful.
And I feel like any other praise would take away from how important that is.

"Beautiful" is my favorite word. So I gladly embrace the comment!  
  She's pushing me to put my writes together into book form. And I keep just adding to the pile. Lol. I think, though, that this one deserves to be in it.

Thanks Mary. Hope you're kicking some ass!

The way you sketch imagery in the eyes of our imaginations is incredible. May the separation be brief & reunion make up for every moment!

Oh, the reunions are humdingers! But this one coming up, I think her mom is going to play chaperone a bit too much! Lol.  Luckily we rented a hotel!
And it's perfectly fine to hang out with her family. They gotta get to know me better, and I, them.
It's overdue.
   And, I really do strive for the imagery. I like the story-esque build when I write. Obviously.
So thankful for you, and your incredible encouragement!

I can feel the forlorn emptiness like a hole in the heart of this, Mark. First thing I thought was, "Hope Springs Eternal"! And it does! It won't be long now! Keep the faith! Distance douses the weak but enflames the large!

She knows that I'm very strong willed, and loyal. So time is but a flicker between the real flames when together.  
Thanks a bunch, too, for the props on my earnest poem! Lol

It sounds so cold from the outside, yet inside, appeares nice & warm. Great image too. It was worth the extra editing, trust me! Lol. 😉😊

Thank you, Billy. The image was AI, with some tweaking to make it more subdued color to fit the write.
And yes, a cold world away from the togetherness. Goodbyes loom wintry.

Give what you can take.
I just want to return the kind comment that you made on my composition.

Why do you care? Does it harm you?  Has God (or whatever version you believe in) struck anyone down over their preferences? Only mankind condemns other people not like themselves. And yes, its a form of prejudice based on what you yourself believe in. It's bigotry.
What matters is kindness in our hearts. There is no sexual identity attached to that.

BTW, if you're in a room with ten women and nine gay men, you get all the choices of women to yourself. You win without even trying.  

^^^^ My comment to you was a fair assessment of my beliefs, compared to your write.
You forgot the quotations, sir, but I stand behind my comment.  
You don't have to agree with someone's preferences to still have compassion for your fellow humans. Love is love, however and where ever found. Be happy for them that have it.

To be fair:

“Why do you care? Does it harm you?  Has God (or whatever version you believe in) struck anyone down over their preferences? Only mankind condemns other people not like themselves. And yes, its a form of prejudice based on what you yourself believe in. It's bigotry.
What matters is kindness in our hearts. There is no sexual identity attached to that.

BTW, if you're in a room with ten women and nine gay men, you get all the choices of women to yourself. You win without even trying. “

-My comment. Based on an anti-gay post.

The above comments say it all. You my friend, are not only a great poet, but the luckiest guy in the world to have such a beautiful woman. I wish you both luck and happiness.

Thank you, Tim.
Beauty reaches the blind through words. That's why writing is so important.
  Looks catch the eye, words hook the heart. Yeah?
 

Agreed. I've been there.