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I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
I hope that one day
you come home with
somebody you
really love,

But more than
anything,
I hope that
person is
you.
Look after yourself, kid
 Jun 2021 Claudia Cates
Heather
Fana
 Jun 2021 Claudia Cates
Heather
I wish I could take it all back
Every word, every smile
You took your knife
And you carved your name into me
So that every time I looked in the mirror
All I would ever see was you
I wouldn't wish that upon anybody
Because all that is left of me
Is what was left of you
There will never be another you
Nor another us
What we have is so perfect
Excellent A-plus
Perfect company
At a ball or on the town
Or hanging in the desert
With no one else around
There will never be another love
Like the one that’s ours
Nothing could takes its place
How it has flowered
Each day is nirvana
Just to see your face
To surely, simply love you
Always been the case
When I heard the learn’d astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
You told me not to get lost in the woods
I am sorry but I had to search for the one that made me insane
My reason for loving and living
Now I am back singing a bitter symphony, a cruel harmony
I wish I listened in the first place
 May 2021 Claudia Cates
Miriam
If only getting over you was
as easy as
Remembering your name
Sometimes letting can be so hard just remembering their name can hurt
My turntable doesn't have an auto stop
Or an arm that returns when the disc is up
So I have to be alert, conscious, and in tune
Less that scratchy white noise fills up the room

If I'm busy with chores, or out in the yard
A trench slowly forms,
Vinyl's soft, diamond's hard
But when I pay attention, I inherently know
Two songs left to go, one more...
Get up, flip and flow

My player might not be smart,
doesn't know when to stop
But it's got me programmed,
whether I like it or not.
Time to get up and flip the record...
~4/23/2021
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