This Love

This love is hard like a crystal

soft like I kissed you

the drop of dew on a rose

I love you more than I supposed

your eyes hold a religion

a candle in the dark

the spark which burns light.

your speech is familiar a voice that speaks

tears fall from eyes down my cheeks

but I want to hold you like gravity

and love you more than avidly

you are my truth

my story which will never be ordinary

you sends shivers down my spine

every time we meet

you are divine

and I can’t retreat

from our divide

Which is a singularity like a soul

which when it rises it burns out of control.

Television Romance

In scripted dialogue
and camera click bait
is this our love story
or can heaven wait?
in the dreams of writers
will love be fore filled
if we become fighters
Will fate yield?
and will the type writer give us that happy ending
as the stage is set and then completed
Will we kiss and get married and die together or will we pretend
That love is merely written in our stars or will we have retreated
from that notion
that can be grown only come from a story we tell ourselves about each other
and that love and devotion
Is merely a set of complex conditions that come from one emotion.

Antithesis

I am the silence when you are talking
When you travel by car I’ll be walking
When you are arguing I’ll be at peace
I’ll be the pages in the book you’ll be the crease
You’ll be the night I’ll be the star
Shining bright from afar
You’ll be the gun I’ll be the bird in flight
That you miss
You’ll be the punch I’ll be the kiss
You’ll be the heartache and I’ll be the bliss

I’ll be the antithesis to your thesis
As we collide in opposites as we attract
We will also repel
Who will win out who can tell
in this black and white world.