"ensare" poems
Hey you
You with the crinkling eyes and the dancing laugh
with the arms that ensare my waist to throw me against
pure emerald mountain sides dripping with late spring rains
the shucking of pine bark to twirl wooden towers down lilting slopes
and the gangly limbs reaching towards the sky
in an attempt to capture the clouds
for the sole reason of dancing through their
fluffiness
you with the pure soul and poise fit enough for the queen
if only you were anatomically different
you would rule this world better than she
honesty running through your laughing veins
as you summit mountain after mountain
pure glacial eyes darting to capture mine
mischievious depths speaking of hidden love
I know you
so well.
Even though our friendship has been
2 months 30 days long
I know you better than I know myself
My best best friend you called me
as true as these wild trilliums we run past in an attempt to throw
the other into the lake
the fires which serve as a competitive twinkle in your eyes
we are so free.
You who contains the most pure soul
pure intentions I have ever come across
You are so loved
You are so perfect in your innocence
In the wise notes held in your fingertips
you provide wings to leap with.
I know there are waves trapped in your veins
calling for your brilliant smile.
I know when your head rests against my chest
it is with the innocence of a child
You are my best friend
My comrade in arms
My birch gatherer.
and this love spreading through my limbs
for your tired head and tumbling curls
is hard to ignore.
I know you are being called away
a bright future awaits
a familial expectation to fufill
I'm just here to tell you I will be waiting
In these mountains, these peaks
roaming annd laughing and dancing
waiting for the day my best friend realizes
his happiness is more important than others expectations
and I will be here
as free as when you first found me
ready for our adventures to begin
Come fly with me.
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 8:44 PM UTC
i have an ongoing
love affair
with words
that roll around your
mouth
luscious, langourous
lilliputitian letters
sensual syllables
slick- sliding off
the tongue
ecstatic explosions,
erupting, erogenously
exciting, eager exclaimations,
of enraptured exualtations
organic, original orientations
of teeth and tongue
producing oodles,
of apogeic anomolies
my affair
accomplishes much
for little
it is you see
just a not so secret love
of letter, line, jot and tittle.
a casting eye upon a word
and i am set rushing
down a path
reserved for those
with terms, descriptive,
and names.
that in themselves,
decry
wordlove.
lexicographers and bibliophiles
phoneologists, linguists, polygots,
jonguluers, wordsmiths scribes
poets.
all possess this
heartstringed
tangled knot,
spiderwebbed
feeling,
for words.
which, we then,
endevour to spin,
into inkstained beauty,
to ensare
ourselves ...and others.
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
What to call you?
The light that shows me the way?
My inspiration?
My everything?
or simply
My love.
That says everything.
A tender heart
With a beautiful personality
Eyes whose gaze ensare me
and take me for a ride.
You and I
A connection
like no other.
A love like no other.
A love that
grows every
passing day.
A feeling that
will never vanish.
A feeling that
will remind me
Of you.
No words to
describe how
much you
mean to me.
Only actions
can describe it.
You are unique.
Special.
I am forever yours
I'll always be here for you
And at the end of the day,
You will always be
My love.
Nov 18, 2011
Nov 18, 2011 at 9:54 PM UTC
people scare me
with their ability to ensare me
in thoughts that they might be right
and sometimes no matter how much I fight,
i'm wrong
but i could never just belong
to fit in feels like a sin
how could one waste their lives
with haste for their distaste of
being different
to me it seems sad
the way you won't do
the things that make you glad
am i the only one with ****** up desires?
or am i just surrounded by gutless liars?
seize the day!
mold that **** like clay
its yours to do with what you want god ******
otherwise years from now these thoughts will haunt
till the end of your days
they will follow you to your grave
SO BE DIFFERENT
rearrange the status quo
show us what
you want us to know
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 2:45 PM UTC
The webs of spiders
The web's of corporations
Both ensare our lives
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC