How Do I Make Me Love You? A compilation of poetry
[Seasons: A Table of Contents
The flowers in bloom
Us in my room
Body to body
Skin to skin
You were my only
I was your forever.
The sun circled on.
The weeds grew, though we never saw.
Summer passed us by and suddenly
Suddenly winter had come
And all we had was the past tense]
[Temperature rising
She looks forward, not at him
But he, he is unable to look anywhere
But at her.
She does not feel the heat of his gaze
She is oblivious to the warmth of his love.
For her heart is cold.
As she stares off into the distance
She searches, though unsure what it is
She hopes to find.
She can feel the cold inside her chest.
She closes her eyes a prayer that it won't spread.
With no knowledge of her thoughts, her worries,
her icy pain.
He reaches for her hand.
It, like him, is warm.
She turns to him and meets his eye
Lighting a spark deep inside.
And she realizes what it is to have hope
And she realizes she does not have to be so cold]
[Lusting
Tangled hair
Needy stare
Legs bare
Soul exposed
Heart protected
Pain expected
Fear consumes
But desire wins]
[Good morning
He opened his eyes and stretched,
Arms extended way overhead.
She laid next to him sleeping silently,
Taking his breath away.
He smiled and stifled a laugh,
Stifled the words he wanted to say,
The words he craved to hear in return.
Or maybe, maybe now he would practice.
He snuck another peek at his sleeping beauty.
Butterflies grew in his belly,
Fluttered up through his throat
And stole his voice.
So he mouthed the words
And pressed his lips to her forehead
So that she awoke knowing.
Feeling,
Smiling up at him.]
[Home
Home need not be a place
If you look closely you’ll find that shelter
That comfort, that warmth
Tucked in the fine lines of a familiar face]
[Sanctity
Interlocked fingers and interwoven lives
A shared adoration and a shared address
Marriage can be written so simply
Defined so succinctly
But it is so hard to keep alive]
[An apology
I reach for your hand
But I grab onto the nothingness that lies between us
You promise to be there
But the darkness is truer than your words.
The darkness has never let me down.
And in your eyes
You eyes, which are pouring admiration down upon me
In your eyes I see the reflection of others'
Your handsome lips move
Your lovely voice speaks to me
But I can only hear the broken promises
Of those who came before you
I am sorry that I cannot love you]
[How
How do I say
"It's not me - it's you"
How do I say
That although I know your heart
Though I've seen it to be true
"It's not me - it's you"
How do I say
Thank you for the date nights
The late nights
The times you held me tight
I truly wish that to say this
To end this
That it didn't feel so right]
[Understanding.
There were no stars overhead, he knew, he had checked.
The moonlight illuminated nothing but her tears.
He had no idea how they ended up here.
Her shoulders shook as she sobbed.
His shirt grew wet but he held her ever closer.
Tighter.
He wanted to absorb her pain,
A pain he knew nothing about past its existence.
Its prevalence.
As he searched for a star, a sign,
Guidance.
He saw only the blackness of the midnight sky stretching beyond the horizon,
Into infinity.
It was then he knew:
This was the feeling deep in her chest.
The incomprehensible darkness of the sky mirrored it to back to him.
And then the moonlight illuminated his tears too.]
[Tonight
Grab another tissue
Politely close the door
Let your guard fall down
Let all pretense hit the floor
Your makeup will smudge
And the mirror will reflect
The heartbreak, the emotion, the pain
That you've spent all day trying to neglect.
You kept your bottom lip stiff
Your jaw remained square
But now, in the dark of night,
In the silence and solace of your recent solitude
You cannot help but tremble,
Crumble,
Shiver,
As you take off your boots.
Darling, do not concern yourself with tomorrow.
Inevitably, it will come.
Give in to tonight,
To the stars
And the moon.
Give in to the cool night breeze
As it caresses your skin,
And fresh air filters into the room.]