Strive for Love

Bodies perish by design,
but love was made to defy,
to withstand final goodbye.

Love is defined, not by time
nor by space is love confined.
Love is life’s perfect paradigm.

Love Will Be

One day, love will be
strong enough to roll the tide,
to turn the hands of time,
more than enough to stay behind.
It will be the shelter you find
is all you need to survive.
It will be a shared state if mind
the beginning and end of time,
every place you lay beside
the one you want all your life.
One day, love will be for me.

Moving Forward, not yet on

Dreams can come true
but I was never warned
that nightmares can too.

Now, left to regret time wasted
on fighting instead of loving,
it’s too late to try and fix it.

I have to let go, be strong
trust that it’s best for both
for hearts heal, beat on.

Not wishing to move on ever
or at least not yet,
but if you are so inclined

I would not blame you to try
for you deserve all the best
in whoever it is you find.

Waiting

Strength in time will come
but goodbye will never
form on these lips,
spew off this tongue.

This heart will carry on
the life it gained
from love that grew
‘neath harvest’s moon.

Hoping upon the return
of its gentle lunar hue
it brings us back
restoring all we knew.

Elasticity

Love knows no limits
to space, to time,
is not confined, defined
by standard protocol
to propagate, to root
in body and mind.

For love is a matter
of both heart and mind.
It takes collective effort
of two to find, maintain
and if love be separated-
both wait for, not on.

For love’s threads
are tightly wound
and when stretched
to the brink apart,
the heart at each end
remains bound.

So, love’s memory,
then, is most sound.
It springs back in line
restores its shape,
resumes its place in time
never missing a beat.

Time Away

Waste no minute
of this time left
on being upset.
Let us use full
every single day
until the very last
fades to gray,
taking you away.

While you are gone
I will be holding on.
We will outlast this
lazy time’s pass.
Will it to bring us
a new set of days
to repeat this play
only our love knows.

Revelation

With concentrated persuasion
in beautiful, absolute fashion
purest affections are displayed
through bold eyes reflecting
the secret of an honest heart
terrified to express too soon
its true intentions of love.

Truthfully…Do You?

Do you feel the speed
of my heart beat increase
when you touch me,
even if with just a
gentle brush of skin?

Do you see the quiver
in my stressed lips
as they fight the urge,
hold in tight the truth-
the beautiful words?

True, you may notice
such subtleties in time,
but they signify little
if not boldly displayed
in front of your eyes.

So, you cannot yet see
my need, my want
to be perfect for you-
your all, your everything
from here… to eternity.

I never want any hurt
to find a way to grow
in your beautiful eyes.
I want them to smile
for all time, in pride.

And I hope these words
transcribed can suffice,
help you to understand
how hard I find that I,
I am falling for you.

I Will Answer

Follow along with these lines,
these words to this poem
that steadily mimic the beat
of the heart’s entrancing rhythm

that wills the hand to stroke
carefully, each chord, in time
to a soothing echo of sounds-
that call of love between two minds.

Holiday Spirit

The fast approach
of new year’s breeze-
a refreshing blast,
whisking away
reflections of past
mistakes, regrets
while giving way
to fresher breaths,
brighter days.
Reasons to stay,
to embrace and
delight, celebrate
this joyous season
if but for just
one more day.
Let spirited passion
ignite your soul.
Give, deliberately;
let it be natural
as is breathing.
Be kind, be loving
and lavishly so.