Dustless

 

It’s hell- to have known- love

Beyond the mind’s pale threshold

The means and ways; its full truth

Then beset by its touch, in- alone

 

Yet- ever elusive from capture again

Still like some rebellious soldiers

That refuse to die or ever surrender

Unscheduled past still comes to raid

 

To lay siege however it be briefly

Overcoming my human resistance

Re be, in stolen reflective moments

Slated for some mere pedestrian task

Destiny too careless to assign purpose

Leaving me vulnerable, as I am now

Unequipped for what happens next

 

Memories of your existence become

As motility of chills erupt rampantly

Across surface of my unsuspecting skin

Loosening floodgate; my treasures trove

In both my conscious and unfed body

Hidden teardrops weeps in their visit

 

Oh! how I’ve missed- your- touch

All the energy it causes, to explode

Nonpareil taste of your celestial lips

All those intimate whispers told me

Releasing me from times stewardship

Infusing vivid color and birthed galaxies

Where our euphoric nakedness lived- us

A thousand times itself as if left unwritten

Convincing our souls, we were…eternity

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Fraudulent

 

Love is simply a story being lived

However long or short it becomes

Whereas we, serve as pieces of art

However in most matters of love

Prologues may well be artfully absent

Or at the very least, somewhat deceptive

Nonetheless, It was truly far from amicable

One unsuspecting bright summer day

You finally left me the rain, voiceless

I ran out of words and human effort

Love with you demanded a tourniquet

My heart instinctively palpitated fretfully

As if I had walked a century- alone

I nearly felt the callouses on my bare soles

From our shared arduous peregrination

I breathed out heavily in a sigh of relief

Subsequently inhaling your wake of toxicity

That cloud of despair your love offered

Slowly sapping everything that was me

Oh- if I be a tree! surely death came next

I straddled the threshold of heaven and hell

Unbeknownst which was which anymore

All while my heart and mind vacillated

In a crude dance of emotions and reality

Just when I thought I couldn’t do anymore

Grace whooshed in to pull me back to life

Lovers should honestly boast a…prolegomenon

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Disadvantaged

 

By some designed emotional mystic inception

Of what we individually define as love- itself;

Typically had its inchoative spark into our life;

Regardless of however short lived, it might live

Long before our mere conscious dares to fathom

Accepted knowledge of its very fluent presence;

We will always seem to be catching up, mentally

Or feel abandoned by in its unexplainable absence

When it left us, long before we care to…realize it

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Adumbrate

 

In all I’ve done

To prove my love- for your

None- none- was ever as great

As I’ve come, to finally learn

In that moment…I let you go

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Magnetism

 

Contrary to realities truth

I know I shouldn’t

But I never listened well

Even as a rebel child

A natural born aberration

I make myself, slip-

As I sip from the abyss

Just one more time

Ignoring my inner voice, for yours

As if- I’ve really no choice

Anticipation heighten moments

As that rush gently takes hold

Until its too sheepishly late

And my mind, vividly convulses

So- cold, all these memories

But I’m acclimating

To the ghost you’ve become

To me, and my dependent heart

So much so- I rarely shiver

When I close my eyes

As feel your moist whispers

Creep across my bare skin

Chase after my erupting emotions

And like a churning kaleidoscope

All my monochrome brokenness

Is colorfully in energetic motion

Feeling healed, feeling loved

A synthetic euphoria steals me

Into the dark hole, desperate fantasy

For a few moments, I feel you… again

Poet of the Light © 2019

Inclement

 

At times, I experience dark storms

That just unexpectedly blow in

From seemingly out of nowhere

Despite a promising dawns break

Which was ushered in, cloudless

 

I do my best as to hunkering down

From experience time has taught

A bit more prepared on each event

Never knowing how long it will last

Unsure if rain or snow will also follow

 

I’ve learned to embrace them in stride

Though there are pain filled moments

Damaged- memories radiating from scars

Pretending to appear healed- to others

For those of us who’ve been really hurt

 

I cling to the belief, love will reclaim me one-day

A love filled with understandment- forgiveness

But still- inside those darker moments, I wonder

Just how my life and lasting love could’ve been

Had I not been altered, become; collateral damage

 

For me,

just living love would truly be…enough

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Undyed

 

Watching others

Talking and laughing

As finger intertwine each other

Until they hurt me;

Here- in this moment

An unseen bloodied battlefield

Tearing at me visually, invisibly

Oh! how I feel you reining

Inside my cloaked insecurity

I’m blind and feeling so tiny

My tears- slowly fall

Blood drops of my hurt soul

Telling a story of their own

Truths of born fools

For those foolish enough

To dare a loves, cruel loss

Like I do- in shadows of you

Where all my defenses are stripped

If only- you’d take me

From these chaotic moments

In your missed mystical ways

Back to a life of our love

We both know in reality

I’m never going to change

Not my nature or my motive

When I follow where my heart leads

They’re simply untamable

By anyone, that’s not going to be, you

I belong only in the midst

Where acceptance found me at my best

Unashamedly au naturel

Beneath a singing moon

Slipped neatly in-between

Folds of your hearts rhythmic beat’s

Embraced; moments of silent comfort

Of your gentle breathes and…loving arms

 

Poet of the Light © 2019