why is it
that this day weighs heavy on my mind
though nothing special has occurred
except the usual bad news
     of deaths and fighting and catastrophies
     greed and abominable politics

my private life is safe and fine
remote from all the global strife
it runs a fairly pleasant course
with just occasional disturbances

could that weigh heavily on my mind?

I have seen words leave their shelter,
Get confused in bitter weather,
Call for help and not be heard.
I wouldn't want to be a word.

I've got some pages left to fill,
To speculate upon free will,
Stumbling through philosophy,
I can't be sure that I am me.

Anxiety is evidence,
Strong fear of every consequence.
Perhaps you understand this pain,
I don't believe I've said a thing.

Be my beginning my beloved
Be my breath give me life
Beaming mystical shades of Beryl
Be my eyes shed your light
Beguiled by the mystery of your smile
Bestow my lips with a kiss
Bewitched mysteriously belonging only to you
Be my skin protect my heart
Beseeching myself to never betray
Be my betrothed a vow impart
Behold my love the fragrance of myrrh
Be the aroma of my delight
Beautifully mythical we can concur
Be my king for I am your queen
Believably mystifying this all may seem
Being my love defies everything
© 2/11/2019