#impossiblelove
It breaks my heart to see the grief in your eyes
You may mask for the world, but for me you can’t hide
I see the yearning for release from the chains of misery
Wordlessly screaming for someone to notice your injury
I promise I see it; I’m just a prisoner like you
I’m also shouting in silence; I’m turning blue
But I’ll keep clawing at the wall with hopes of it crumbling
I’ll make my way to you eventually, even if it’s stumbling
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 11:39 PM UTC
Can I straddle you and kiss for hours until you sew up all my wounds?
With your lips pressed against mine, you will never again feel marooned
I promise to stitch up your lesions with every stroke of your hand in my hair
Show me with your touch what true love means; show me you truly care
I’ll love all your weaknesses until they become a strength too
While you hold me the way I’ve always yearned for; be my rescue
Cure my insecurities and negative thoughts, gift me your smile
I commit to making you feel validated; I’ll go the extra mile
Caress my skin gently until my tears of anguish no longer exist
Your panic can cease, let me tell you why I love you, I’ve got lists
I’ll silence your demons, lay on my chest, my heartbeat is louder
Take my hand firmly and fade away my reasons to be a doubter
I’ll look in your eyes, for as long as you allow, I’ll soothe your soul
Help me appease my anxieties, take me on a romantic stroll
I’ll be the antidote for your atoms, I’ll **** the venom out of your blood
Fused we are unbeatable, we will survive any storms, waves, or flood
Embrace me until my darkness becomes so light it shines
Let our pain become pleasure, let’s bend reality and blur lines
I’ll whisper sweet nothings until you no longer remember your past
As long as we have each other’s warmth nothing will matter at last
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 11:35 PM UTC
If I pretend that I don’t miss you, will it stop my heart from aching?
If I pretend that I’m mad at you, will it swallow up the yearning?
If I pretend that I no longer think of you, will you stop haunting me in my dreams?
If I pretend that I don’t love you more than any other human being, will it piece me back together?
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 11:29 PM UTC
I’ve been accused of hexing you, but I know that’s just blasphemous pettiness
You’re the one that I demand to answer my inquiries
Clarify which hypnotic device you used on me to make me disregard all sound judgement
What kind of poisonous arrow did you pierce my heart with so that it only beats for you?
Did you electrocute or inject me stealthily to change my brain chemistry to only respond to your stimulus?
How did you arouse my soul so that it desires you incessantly?
Don’t force me to turn this into a tortured interrogation; provide satisfactory explanations
I know it pleases you to hold control over my being, but release the secret to my enchantment
Or would you rather that I extract it by force?
Speaking frankly, I could have you singing a confession, all I need is a pair of red stilettos
I’ll leave to your imagination what murderous methods I’d resort to in an effort to unravel your devious schemes
So, return my desire to live, my distorted sense of happiness and the mellowed version of my personality
I beg you to unchain my spirit and allow me to become comatose once again
Anything is better than surviving in this limbo where you won’t liberate me, but you also won’t consummate me
Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 1:49 PM UTC
I don’t believe in reincarnation, but you and I surely met before
I swear we overlapped in timelines, because there’s no other explanation
How is it that our heartbeats have been synchronized since the first time they coexisted?
We energize each other in an ethereal way with no regards for distance
Even when combatting our connection, the attachment shined through
No efforts could successfully avert our future, the inevitable integration of our spirits
Meditating about us and scrutinizing every past interaction has left me more perplexed
Instead of acquiring answers, I attain exasperation and despair
But alas I have reached a conclusion regarding one aspect I’m convinced of
One fateful day when you were a child and slept for the night, God extracted a rib
He pulverized it and formed my embryo with it as he blew life into me
When you awakened and felt hollowness, your search for your fragment commenced
Completeness is forbidden in this universe, we were never meant to encounter each other
For loving someone with your heart, body, soul and mind is prohibited
But somehow the stars aligned, and we found each other at an inopportune time
Our molecules vibrate craving to unite while our life forces long to connect and detonate
It’s like being placed in a maze with no exit, and being told to solve it
It’s an impossible trial to be mandated not to ache for your presence, for you are a part of me
So, I have accepted my destiny, I will remain thirsting endlessly for you in this lifetime
And continue gasping for air in hopes that the labyrinth magically opens a portal to you
Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 9:16 PM UTC
“Angelica arguta”,
He shows her his wildflowers
“Angelica Susannah”, he says.
And prodded further by her
His heart.
Lingers briefly with the night;
Her affection has power,
But not enough
To keep him
From marching off to fight.
Tristan, son of One Stab,
Brings wildness from the mountains.
Lovely woman from the East,
Fascinated by her,
His passion.
Revels in her bridal bower,
And stops her
Loving any other.
Alfred, eldest son of his father,
Full of rectitude and romance.
Angelica abandoned,
Adrift between the mountains
Becalmed far from the sea.
He takes advantage,
Snatches her soul with riches,
But never captures
Her longing heart.
Years pass and one son gone,
The other lost and mad.
Year of the red grass and
Happiness found
Is felt too soon.
Tristan loves young Isabel,
But Angelica is his doom.
Yet only he survives
The waves that lash her shore,
“Like water in the ice,
She breaks them.”
And in the Spring,
Is gone once more.
Angelica Susannah is buried
Above the box canyon in the meadow
Among the many dead.
Near Samuel’s heart,
The executed Isabel,
And others who follow soon.
Until only Tristan remains,
Left to hunt his nemesis,
The bear inside him.
And dream of one wife lost,
And a lover left behind:
Angelica Susannah
Beside whom he should lie.
He is slain by the bear in Sixty-three,
After forty years of solitude.
And laid to rest in the plot
Between two women he loved,
Isabel, his ingenuous wife
And Susannah, his tragic love.
Do their spirits meet at last
And wander the golden fields,
Or ride out to bathe in the hot springs,
Under the moon of the falling leaves?
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 10:37 AM UTC
two souls
two worlds
two parallel lines
....
single thread
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 3:59 AM UTC
You were my white rabbit
to follow, take me away
I was an Angel called Alice that
thought you a thing of beauty
All you saw down the rabbit hole
was dust & dirt, darkness,
I saw Angels sadly singing,
locked up, little pills at bedtime
but was reassured the way the world shone
when I said your name
I was convinced
you were waiting for me there
so I asked someone
the way to the fireworks
in Rabbit town, they
weren't sure if there
were going to be any
' No fireworks, on Bonfire night?'
so I followed the talking lamp lights
all the way to the dim, dank river
where a homeless man,
whom I thought to be a messenger
asked me for a coin
& pointed me to a pub
where Rabbits
were gathered drinking
old porter or stout
' There are no fireworks tonight'
they said & asked me
for my passport
''An Angel?
& down here? Ha ha!"
'' I bet she's never
been ******
" Look, please,
I'm just trying to find someone''
I said, not a little upset
'' Yeah, well, who?''
so I told them about you
& they laughed & laughed
'' Us rabbits don't love Angels
He doesn't love you''
'' I think he is a man'' I said
'' That's even worse : lost cause'', they scoffed
as I made my way out
of the Rabbit pub
someone brushed past me
'' Psst, psst, he lives up North''
so I made my way
to the rabbit train station
sat down briefly
on a wall to rest
just then a police car
with some rabbits turned up
'' Angel, you must be cold
what are you doing out here''
'' Yes, get in the car" they said
I tried to explain as best as I was allowed
that I was on my way to meet you
but they packed me away into the car
& before I knew it, drove me there too
Now I'm just another Angel
locked up, drugged & singing sadly
' mental health' the problem, apparently
& each day they tell me
that you don't love me
that's what they do,
the rabbit quacks
but when I get out
I'm going to find you
I'm an Angel,
& Angels always have faith.
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC
The sun rises in your smile
I see the moon in your eyes
Awakens my thoughts for awhile
Shining through your saddening cries
The wind blows over the subtle contours of your face
Absconding with the salt from your dried up tears
Leaving no evidence of the fevered chase
That never had ceased after all these years
The feel of summer heats up my lonely heart
With the touch of your lovely innocence
The expanse of the ocean couldn't keep us apart
Seeing your glowing eyes is worth a million presents
But that would be all the season could bear to offer
Tides would elope to the flute tune played by the moon
I'd waylay this day to stave off the coming of another
I'd freeze this day eternal knowing tomorrow would come too soon
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 9:12 AM UTC
We crossed paths after a few snowstorms
And my nerves screeched at the edge of a cliff.
I tugged at my turtle-head hood in an attempt to look good
And a whir of frosted air caked my burning ears.
We exchanged overlapping synonymous greetings,
Your spontaneous recognition and caught-up voice like needlepoint
Left a juicy blackberry stain on my tongue, and I keep licking its
Mystery bittersweet flavor. You fine-tuned your silvery signal
To target the seeds of my darkened pulps
And conduct a lightning strike.
***** minds think alike.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 12:08 AM UTC