The sun with its blazing light
Its furious fight to bring life back to the night
The sun is going to shine
And I
Am going to love you

The ocean with its forever water
Its currents intrinsic as something we feel
The tides are going to rise
And I
Am going to love you

The moon with its mystery
It pocked-marked surface reflecting our eyes
The moon is going to wax
And I
Am going to love you

The spring with its new life
Its warm rain and blossoms and flowers
The spring is going to arrive
And I
Am going to love you

She is a journey
To a place I have never been.
Soft wind mixing with fogs.
Thin trees with few leaves
Stationary but still moving more than me.
Small streams that carry sedimentary history
Sweep me away as well.
A magical marshland
Wearing dull autumn colors
On the verge of exploding
With springtime hues.
A place I will only know
In photographs and romantic fantasies.
To say that is fine by me
Would be a lie
But I accept that the best
The world has to offer
Will always fly by
That is my set of
Strange romantic lies.

I have been
nothing before
and while I prefer
to be something
to you
zero
is a perfect circle
the beginning
the end
one seamless strand
made whole

It is for the broken hearted ones that we should seek
for they are the ones whos need is to feel love
and it is for the ones whos soul aches that we should befriend
for they are in need of comfort, giving a safe place to land
and for those that are crushed in spirit we should lift up
for their spirit is bruised and very often lost to them
they are the ones we should find
the weary souls
from among ourselves
our time in this cosmos is fleeting
and what better way to remain forever
than to love


P. Every word is yours x

this poem
is not about you

even though
your spirit is in every word
your voice sounds strong
in the halls of my mind
telling me things
I am now sure
I want to know

this poem is
about me

trying to understand
you