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.... in the beginning, new love [poems]

Updated: Jan 29, 2021

*RADAMANCY


the musty blanket of a waking earth wrapped around us as we sat silent

you held my hand so tightly in yours

because you knew for the first time

with certainty you were safe


you let me see all those forgotten places of your past and showed me the walls you built with the fears of your own hands now crumbling at last because this is where you belonged


never has someone touched my heart and filled my soul with such happiness and peace how easily the wounds of a life time vanish in the embrace of


FOUND LOVE


*the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full

 

You are like…


The smell of the earth after a spring rain

The evening smell of freshly cut grass


The First soft kiss on a warm summer eve

The warm summer eves ocean breeze


The wind of an incoming summer storm

The early morn chirping birds ending winter

The deciduous Fall explosion of neon colors

The mysteriously looming harvest moon


Ben & Jerry’s Cherry Garcia late at night

The taste of all childhood comfort food


You are what makes me happy

 

ONE SOUL


two hearts

one soul


your soul is my soul

my soul is your soul


your burdens my burdens

my burdens your burdens


you are weak I will be strong

I am weak you will be strong


together lighten the heavy load

together endure and not falter


my soul is your soul

your soul is my soul


one soul

two hearts

 

LET ME LOVE YOU


Let me love you

the way I love the ocean wind touching my skin


Let me gaze upon you

in awe as I do the mysterious harvest moon


Let me taste of you

and indulge as I do in Cherry Garcia ice cream


Let me inhale you

like the scent of jasmine lingering in the summer air


Let me drink you up

like a dizzying sweet rich red dornfelder wine


Let me touch you

the way you touch my very soul each and every day

 

PROMISE TO MY SOULMATE


i want to be your courage

when you begin to falter


i want to be your strength

when you think you’re weak


i want to be your inner peace

when life has you worried


i want to be your shoulder

when sadness overcomes you


i want to be your blanket

when you are feeling too cold


i want to be your youth

when life begins to make us old


i want to be your home

where you can always be


the person that you want to be

 

Eve


So deep was his love for her


he sprinkled the heavens with bright stars

placed the moon in the center of it all so

she could always find her way


he formed oceans and released winds to

create waves of soothing lullabies to

bring her soul comfort


he made the sun and rain clouds to feed

the Earth so she could dance with butterflies in fields of wild flowers


he created you for her as he created Adam

for Eve so you could love her soul and bring her peace and happiness

 

Dante’s Hell


my restless soul wandered for what felt like an eternity

on this Godless planet

void of emotional humanity


reality a desolate place a believer of Dante I became

in the sixth circle of heresy

intended for heretics of love


you emerged from the heavens, a poetic ladder in hand

down into my lonely depths

beckoned me to take notice

with each upward step I learn about the soul that is you

You touched my heart

You touched my soul


You

Saved

Me


from Dante’s hell

 

Querencia


"a place where one feels safe, a place from which one’s strength of character is drawn, a place where one feels at home"

when i was wilting

you turned into rain

until i was able to bloom

when i was starving

you turned into food

until i was nourished


when i stumbled

you turned into a cane

until i could walk on my own


when i was lost in darkness

you turned into light

until i found my way


home


YOU

 

Elysian


(el-ee-sian) Greek (adj.) beautiful or creative; divinely inspired; Peaceful and perfect.


When I was young I made monsters

In the wilderness on a Millers old farm


My very own secret invisible servants

Made of leaves, twigs, and cherry stones


Garnished with cheap forgotten jewels

I reigned over my crafty creations


And I gave each one its very own name

There we lived alone for thousands of years

Until one sudden day I opened my eyes

To see all my monsters had flown away

But there in their place stood you

I couldn’t have dreamt up you

Not in a thousand years

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