3 posts tagged “love”

It feeds for I hunger,
the thirst it slake'eths so.

Divined soul reminds,
why life is lived.

Sometimes forgotten that it's been,
unremembered longing takes in the pain.

When weight 'ere crushes love,
reminded 'ere love that crushes hate.

Lest not forget who you are,
dare not forget what you seek,
unknown in that which you've found,
letting go yourself for another round.

Loves

1. Mmmmm...weekends with someone special.
2. Latin Dancing class at the gym. Wow, that was a LOT of fun! Although, I'm sure I looked like a big dork.
3. Dating.
4. Good friends.
5. Hot sex.
6. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
7. Sushi.
8. Scrubs.
9. Bringing joy out in others.
10. Games that bring people closer. And helping to get closer to the truth.
11. Sunny, perfect, wonderful days. AKA - yesterday.

Loathes

1. Getting a B in Psych.
2. Doing what you have to instead of doing what you love.
3. Work - so MUNDANE!
4. The mundane.
5. Not dating when I want to date.
6. My ever growing reading list that I don't feel as if I'm making a dent in.
7. My DVR. I will vanquish you, no matter how good you make me feel.
8. Ruining my own game. Damn me!
9. Homework.

I sit here with this ephemeral thing,
     I make it dance as I sing.
Fondle gently in my hands,
     let it run across the spans.
To caress a soul, and keep it cared for,
     reminds me all we’ve yet dared for.
To touch and play, softly cradle,
          moved as long as we’re able.
It glows, this soul, it moves and pushes, it yearns.
     Each time I think I’ve got it, I miss it, I kiss it, I learn.
This instrument of beauty, 
     a delicate morsel of divinity.
A bit of pressure.
     elicits pleasure.
To run fingers up its spine,
     seeking what I’ve yet to find.
Tender nothings splay the breast,
     in timeless rhythms beneath your chest.
Beating counternance in endless harmony,
     I play the chords revealing your melody.
Held up as all was meant to be,
     can’t but keep you for only me.
I brought it joy, I’ve shown it pain,
     time moves on to make it play.
What price love?
     A single tear drop?
The first one falls,
     can’t make it stop.