Clichés You Want
If I had the money, I would buy you
The house, the car, the things
You want
If I had the energy, I would make you
The meals, the home, the babies,
You want
If I had the time, I would give you,
My attention, my body, my ideas,
You want.
If I had the freedom,
I would share with you,
My pleasure my pain, my desire,
You want.
Alas, all I possess are these clichés,
And this longing,
That I am not to fulfill.
Ode to Free Verse
I only write free verse, sure limits me
They say I must challenge myself some
But in my mind though, it does set me free
Poetry reminds me where I’m from
It helps me remember how far I’ve come
Runs through my veins with energy to spare
More than anything shows me how to care
On lonely nights shows me I’m not alone
During thunderstorms brings weather that’s fair
Coos sputters and sometimes will even moan
Sometimes will come on like a sudden sneeze
Other times soothes more like a nice warm breeze
Theory Unveiled (My Implicit Claim)
Jest of quandary over possibility; curious implications,
Uninhibited by past or thoughts of termination,
Smile overtakes my face, direct impact from your presence,
Turn from pragmatic action to existential thought,
In your gaze, encapsulated, no interval between,
No other place to be; no other in my heart.
Crescent moon overtaken by our spark,
Resting in serenity, passion simultaneously ignited within,
Each twilight, wrapped in your musical essence,
Slowly awakened each dawn gently by sunlight rays,
So tangible, so real, yet we have not ever touched.
Introspective projection is the sole satiation I possess,
Summation of this quest becomes warranted objective.
Budding possibilities promise tranquil springs of heaven,
Energy engaging aura previously untouched,
Allure spills from each of your glances, words, movements,
Unable to resist, yet confined to constructs many,
Thoughts of forbidden, restriction to metaphor, leads us…
Interruption of stoic, inert, status quo,
Fulfilled for this moment, content presently,
Uncanny wit and audacity become our victories,
Leave you be, I cannot, save that it be your request.
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