I want to run
Through a field,
Embrace the sun
With open arms,
Laugh until
My cheeks hurt,
And hold you
Until you won't
Let me go,
But the fields
Are withering dry
And the sun
Has receded,
My arms are tired
And sadness
Fills my eyes,
And you,
You are
Nowhere near,
I'm leaking
Sunshine,
And I can't
Direct these rays
Into your corner
Of this vast world,
Cloudy skies
Blanket me in grey,
I've said
All I can say,
Wondering
If you're in
Michigan
Because
I miss you again...
© okpoet

One tear
For you my dear
Floodgates open
For your love
Or at least
The idea of it
Like light
From a candle lit
I put up a fight
But like a sun
Setting in the east
An empty gun
Won't **** a fleeting dove
Now and again
The sadness in my heart
Eclipses my yearning
To be a part
Of the light burning
In your soul
One and only coal
Spark in a fire's forest
I angst to give to you my best...
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My heart escaped
Out of my chest
Lies flapping
On the ground
Gasping for love,
It's slippery
And I can't catch it
Try and place it back
In the empty bowl
In my chest,
Like an echo
That will never
Answer back,
Your memory
Will be the only
Record repeating
In my head,
I forget not to
And remember
Every moment
Comes back
And I'm drowning
Once more,
Cold water
In my nose
Hurting
Flashbacks,
Maybe you must
Stay away,
So I can continue
To love you,
Like this forever...
© okpoet

Was there a storm?
I thought that was the norm,
Until she shone through
A sun amidst the clouds sky blue,
Shimmer in her eyes
Like the sparkle over waves,
I take to the skies
With a kite
Over all the graves,
Of the living
Now rising,
To greet this beautiful light,
Is she sneaking in
Like a surprise surcharge
Or like a Danish cookie tin
Simply a mirage?
Welcome is she
Like a ship no longer lost
From the sea,
A few floods
Well worth the cost
Now merely just suds,
Long awaited was her return,
She for whom this heart still burns...
© okpoet

What good
Are all the words
What good
Are all the stars,
Under this vast sky
The distance
Between us
Is as far
As the sun,
And just as
Unreachable,
Like hot coffee
Burning the roof
Of my mouth,
I keep trying
Over and over,
Stubborn,
Not minding
The pain,
Though I've sung
All the songs
In my heart,
She won't listen
Tone deaf I must be,
I can't coax a twinkle
Out of her eyes,
Unlit sparklers
I've run out of matches...
© okpoet

She isn't beautiful,
She's the glint on dew
The sparkle on a star
The new shine on a just waxed car,
Too little too few
Are my words dutiful
To describe
This beauty exponential
Her smile's vibe,
New world order potential,
Brain to the Pinky
Her body's curves so slinky,
Twists and turns
Are jealous
How she burns
Into retinas
The sultriest of patinas,
More overzealous
Than the sun
Smoking hotter than a gun,
At least she will never expire
Like the Hostess *******,
I'm burning from her fire,
Can feel it all the way to Helsinki...
© okpoet

She doesn't have
The most melodious voice
But to me no sound
Could be sweeter,
If I listen too long
She's like a Q-tip
Plunged deep
Piercing
But painless
Burrowing
Into my mind
Making all my receptors
Light up
Like Christmas
Yet it's almost summer
Adding to the warmth
Radiating
Through me
Her voice
Like wool
Wrapping me
In tender
Loving words
Even if
All we talk about
Is the weather
Oh that she were
The little voice
In my head,
I'd never again listen
To another word
From anyone else...
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