I yearn for the days
when I could pull poetry
from my brain
like a string of pearls,
shimmering opal,
so beautiful to all.

Where    have    my    pearls    gone?

"Sun and moon aren't meant to be together."
They're flawed and blessed;
They shine together at six,
be separated at eight.
One shine so bright--
The other one shines through his light.
One is whole all the time-
The other one depends on what night she has.
Sunkissed can burn you,
but for her, it gave her life.
And Sol loves to give her light until the day they meet again.
But the apocalypse came--
And both of them didn't shine for golden dawn again.

My lady in waiting
Now I lie in wait for you
If I don't see you
I know I was meant to
For I am destined
To be more than your guard
Don't make me wait forever
I will find it too hard
I've so much to tell you
We have only just begun
But with this battle to fight
I must be on the run
In all my conquests
I was never taken alive
Now I worry if I'm captured
I'll be lucky to survive.

But with your sword of light
And magic shield
I will know no fear
When I follow you into the night.

My lady in waiting
Now I lie in wait for you
Morning has come
All around me this heavy dew
And though I am wounded
I can feel no pain
I know if I could live forever
I would gladly wait for you again.

Trying not to remind myself
But my heart is on your magnet
I cannot navigate my thoughts
I'm lost inside you
I cannot see why, I can't find myself without you
I am growing old in this feeling, but I never grow up
I need to let go, but I'm so glued to you
How do I love, if I have forgotten what it feels like
I have burned down all my bridges
now I'm stuck on you
This is a distraction but I'm so loving you
Didn't know what I was missing
Until I finally met you

“I love you” I said, cheerfully.
“I want to die” you said.

"I love you" I said, cheerfully.
"You're the only thing keeping me alive" you said.

"Overdose" the medics said, sadly.
"I love you too" you said, quietly.

"I love you" my ghost said.
You lived, cheerfully.

Older ******

Love life can smoulder still
When you get older, till
The gasp and sigh die out,
Expiring total.

Where tenderness lives
Carnal knowledge survives.
Where love and affection survive,
A good love life will thrive.

The union of two
That is moving and true
Has a life of its own,
Not on loan but a power of staying,
Of carrying on.
Tenderness leaves out the hinder of ending.

While there are pauses and fadings away,
Touchings and strokings are blessings
That not only grow and develop, but stay
Till the ecstasy in its finality must die away.

Older ****** 10.1.2020 Circling Round Eros II; Circling Round Experience; Arlene Nover Corwin

A lunatic's a lover
And Luna is the moon
Silent music in the nightsky
Like a glowing cosmic tune

Yellow for our yearning
Sometimes silver like a spoon
I've even seen her strawberry
But just this once in June

She calls to me in silence:
Please come to see me soon.
I am her lonesome lover -
She is my secret swoon.