Symbiosis
Seeds need darkness as much as they do light
Notice how we never see the flowers bloom
We just wake up one day to find them open
No one knows the exact moment of change
I hope one day, without anyone noticing
I do the same
Maybe love and all other mysteries
happen in this manner
Modestly
Is it possible that God
made everything on earth
to mirror man?
The necessity for oxygen and
Another breath to give us our own
Moon to Sky
Roots in soil
Bees on Flowers
Each empty, sometimes even dead
without the other
If His creations don’t remind us of our lack
And humanity
Then please tell me
What will?
Adam was put into a deep sleep
When his rib was removed
to form Eve
He didn’t watch his own self being taken
Transformed by God
The way we see the flowers that have bloomed
Once waking after a long sleep
Like Adam awoke to find his companion
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I was made from his rib
Who was she before she met you
What did she think about
We loved each other with a love that spoke in glances
Quick caresses and scant words
They weren’t enough
Yet I think about them every moment
That we’re apart
What happens when the first one you love selflessly turns selfish? Do you just keep pouring into them until you’re empty?
If I’m made from you how can I live
outside of you?
And how can you live without me?
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The night that I met you
your silence spoke with me
your painfully distant eyes
filled with unreadable stories
made me want to open every one
and wash them away with tears
Strange how a stranger could
incite such sudden sensations
Those who say there’s no such thing
as love at first sight
have not seen yet
or felt the
sensual caress of a glance
significance of a touch
that says I will surrender myself
as long as you let me
bleed in your arms
kiss my sorrow away
breathe my last breath
from your mouth
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I study her
Her proportional face
Her full cheeks and wide smile
I imagine them laughing together
I imagine him touching her tan and
youthful skin and
Caressing brown hair
that is the same shade as mine
I remember the moment it was mine
When my eyes were closed
And I opened them to his
I cry because it wasn’t me
We were too late
Where was God
When you destroyed
Something that we could have
Lived and been redeemed by?
I cry because I envy the life that God didn’t give me
Yet I can’t stand to have gripes with God
I am here
He is gone
He is gone
He is
My thought
Before I close them
And open them
And I hate him for it-
10/10
Days like today remind me of when I was free of the stranglehold of love. The crickets sing even though it is light out, the only peace of the night becoming one with day. And I am content. And I am breathing. And I am free— free of all tiresome duties. The trees are changing color. I am changing color too. They have a little orange and yellow.
I feel natural today… and beautiful again. I am wearing no makeup. My hair is curly.-
What is life— if not a sum of our choices, our fears, our music, books and the all too human need to be saved. But some cannot love with the urgency that we love, and they can not love what they don’t understand. It takes one who is not cowardly or tainted by their conscience. It takes one
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I woke up today
And for one pure minute
I forgot that you existed
And that you continue to exist
And laugh and cry and live
Apart from me
Maybe someday
That minute will turn into an hour
And that hour a day
and I will be happy again-
So many in their lovers embrace
And I wonder where you are
And if we will ever
Hold one another
Like the sand and the sea
You were my sand
I’d slowly drift over
And be pulled back in
Sometimes souls
Need to drift apart
To be brought back together
Is love that’s not pain truly love?
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If time does not soften us
And the anger that we carry for one another
Then we will never move forward
So I step back
To see if I find forgiveness in my soul
And to see if you long for me
As much as I long for you-