The kiss goodbye lives inside
every molecule of my soul
never fading, unlike the rain
exposing nerves, frayed and simplified
distilled into a few words like
“I love you”
It doesn't fill the container
it's the remainder of the fade
the drip drop into dreamland
where my energy folds into hers
so easy, too easy, maybe
I'm crazy for believing in this
existing in the realm of poetry
of sonnets and rainbows and touch
and life reaching through
cracks in the sidewalk, a realm
underneath the dull ache of reality
The ghosts of her hands leave
an image on my skin like memories
reaching through the negative until
exposed by light and chemistry
the magic explodes and everyone can see
the joy consuming my entirety
underneath the tears, like rain
exposing vulnerability underneath
the mask, frontline defenses because
I can't stand to see me cry
I'll hide behind poetry, hide behind
metaphor because the metaphysical reaches through
cracks in the sidewalk, a realm
underneath the dull ache of reality
I broke myself and rebuilt
brick by brick dissolving in the rain
I can't avoid the ache, even though
I've been given tools, techniques
some say love is a disease
taking over rationality, logically
we control our destiny, our feelings
emotions getting in the way
of the journey towards the center
of the ****** I can't forget until
it happens again, and if it's a sin
send me straight to hell
she's an incarnation of immortality
the totality of everything I thought
was impossibly out of reach and
the rain teaches me that nothing
lasts but nothing is lost even through
cracks in the sidewalk, a realm
underneath the dull ache of reality
Afterglow, and she's asleep, peacefully
unaware of the contradictory nature
of my soul, relaxed, so tempted by
sleep, yet aflame with the energy
of a thousand suns, laser focused
on how much I love her, exposed
sweat drop dripping to the floor
I can't say I adore myself, but her
her spirit, her beauty, her heart
has my undivided attention
Words mixed up and contorted
into “I love you” mumbled in the dark
as the rain pulls me into dreamland
through the cracks in the sidewalk, a realm
underneath the dull ache of reality
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 7:36 PM UTC
The kiss goodbye lives inside
every molecule of my soul
never fading, unlike the rain
exposing nerves, frayed and simplified
distilled into a few words like
“I love you”
It doesn't fill the container
it's the remainder of the fade
the drip drop into dreamland
where my energy folds into hers
so easy, too easy, maybe
I'm crazy for believing in this
existing in the realm of poetry
of sonnets and rainbows and touch
and life reaching through
cracks in the sidewalk, a realm
underneath the dull ache of reality
The ghosts of her hands leave
an image on my skin like memories
reaching through the negative until
exposed by light and chemistry
the magic explodes and everyone can see
the joy consuming my entirety
underneath the tears, like rain
exposing vulnerability underneath
the mask, frontline defenses because
I can't stand to see me cry
I'll hide behind poetry, hide behind
metaphor because the metaphysical reaches through
cracks in the sidewalk, a realm
underneath the dull ache of reality
I broke myself and rebuilt
brick by brick dissolving in the rain
I can't avoid the ache, even though
I've been given tools, techniques
some say love is a disease
taking over rationality, logically
we control our destiny, our feelings
emotions getting in the way
of the journey towards the center
of the ****** I can't forget until
it happens again, and if it's a sin
send me straight to hell
she's an incarnation of immortality
the totality of everything I thought
was impossibly out of reach and
the rain teaches me that nothing
lasts but nothing is lost even through
cracks in the sidewalk, a realm
underneath the dull ache of reality
Afterglow, and she's asleep, peacefully
unaware of the contradictory nature
of my soul, relaxed, so tempted by
sleep, yet aflame with the energy
of a thousand suns, laser focused
on how much I love her, exposed
sweat drop dripping to the floor
I can't say I adore myself, but her
her spirit, her beauty, her heart
has my undivided attention
Words mixed up and contorted
into “I love you” mumbled in the dark
as the rain pulls me into dreamland
through the cracks in the sidewalk, a realm
underneath the dull ache of reality
A love poem
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