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 Jan 2014 Sharmaine Angeli
Emily
Hey Baby,
Here's a letter
To let you know
Just how much
You allow me to grow
I find myself
In you
There's nothing that
I wouldn't do
We reflect each other
You mend my heart
I think I mend yours
That is why
We shouldn't part
You might as well be
My very first love
Because for you I feel
Something I can only dream of
Is this true?
Pinch me
Love me
Give me all you are
Our love is so strong
I can feel it
Even though you're far
A life without you
Would be no life at all
Every day I get with you
Allows me deeper to fall
I'm out of my mind
Infatuated with you
All I want is to call you mine
Anything less
Would never make do
You're the smile on my face
The light in my eyes
The warmth in my spirit
The pleasure I feel
All the way to my core
You're everything to me
You're my definition of more
I couldn't live without you
I wouldn't be complete
So thank you, baby
For putting me back
On my feet
© Peyton 2014
again
it's 4:00am
my life is moving backwards
now if only time would do the same
 Mar 2012 Sharmaine Angeli
JL
I grab words from you

They are precious to me

I want to keep them folded

Safe in my pocket.

*But
I hang on to the end of your sentences
Like a starved man holds a crust of bread

I know that you are too beautiful for me to hold
Too precious and rare to belong to me
I am the humble farm boy
You the long haired princess

...the boy who hides in the garden
Just to hear you sing

I don't deserve you
Long legged  and delicate

(Keeping a butterfly in a jar
With a single stick to rest on
The hardest thing for the scientist to do
Is unscrew the cap
And let her float away)
I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
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.
Distance means nothing
I can still feel year heart beat
As though you were lying next to me

Distance doesn’t change a thing
You’re still the love of my life
Still the only one for me

My heart will always be in the palm of your hand
Hold it gently.  I’ll see it again soon.
I love to the moon and back,
but no, farther than that,
Because my love knowns no distance,
That short.
I love to the edges of the universe,
The edges of existence,
The edges that don’t exist.
Stretching on,
Searching for an end but finding none.
That is how much I love.
It is all consuming and it never stops,
So don’t cut the circle,
Don’t stop loving,
Because I never will.

— The End —