sitting on this lonely beach i know you have never been mine yet i wonder if you are alone or nestled in someone else’s arms has he ever kissed your silences embraced the painful tears that fall like autumn leaves inside your soul does he fill your nights with light or inspire romance in your eyes will he make your darkness his own as he watches over you tonight, my love i long to be the moon
Photo taken by me on an evening tour of a lighthouse.
bless the morning sun
that warms your soft cheek
the syntax of your happiness
the affectionate words
that I never dared to speak
tonight, I quietly whisper
a hymn that I once knew
before the altar of your words
I kneel and pray for you
When I made my move to Florida, my precious friend Maria Elena of A Gypsy at Heart said the words “oceans apart, only a thought away.” The words were so inspiring, I asked her permission to use them in a poem.
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gazing at the vast waters between us one consolation keeps me breathing i can still think of you for it is our brief conversations that fill my bones with hope igniting a burning passion in my soul that no bottomless sea could ever douse tonight, like every other night my heart seeks solace oceans apart only a thought away
never understood the theory of everything yet I am smart enough to theorize my wine would be sweeter coming from your lips the stars more brilliant in the galaxy of your eyes no need to hypothesize don’t always comprehend what you are doing to me for I am a virgin in love since everything is so new today, I finally understood i wasn’t born until the moment i discovered you
I give you my vulnerability the crescendo of my final breath my vagabond shadow so yours never has to walk alone take the beauty of my quixotic dreams the circus of my lunacy the heat of my voice to evaporate your tears for its you my love who has etched your words on my bones my goddess of poetry what to do my love to gain your attention to win your heart and affection perhaps, you will be mine if I give you all the love no one ever gave to me