2007-08-24
Poems from my man!
I am so in love!
Look what he sent me!
I love you with all I am
And all I'll ever be.
You are my moon, my sun and stars,
My earth, my sky, my sea. My love for you goes down and down
Beneath both life and death,
So deep it must remain when I
Have drawn my last faint breath.
Holding you for months and years
Will make Time disappear,
Will make your lips my lips, your face
My face, your tear my tear;
Will make us one strange personage
All intertwined in bliss,
Not man or woman, live or dead--
Just nothing--but a kiss!
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I love your cool green eyes and light brown hair.
I love the way my fear faints at your touch.
I love the way I call you and you're there,
Ready to take charge--but not too much!
I love the way you are a little girl
Needing me to kiss away all pain,
And then the jolt of automatic joy
When you say you love me yet again.
I love my anchor in a surging sea,
My partner winging through a darkened sky,
My pleasure-mate who loves to toy with me,
My mirror and my goal, my word, my eye.
I love the one who lets me live as two.
All this you are to me, and I to you.
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(This one is my fave!)
I want to help you fly,
But not away from me.
I want what's best for you,
But fear what that might be.
There is no paradox
More difficult than this:
That I would die for you,
Yet not give up your kiss.
So do not mind my madness;
Fly bravely, if you must:
I'll watch you, happy in your joy,
And teach my heart to trust.
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You're the Atlas who holds up my world,
The Venus that arises from my sea,
The Athena who with wise words
Gives me messages from my own heart.
Your generosity is like a wind
Blowing all my small debris away.
Uncluttered, feeling free, I breathe air
Light with the fragrance of my love for you.
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I promise you my innocence
When fire fills the sky,
When the sun erupts in ecstasy
And fading furies die.
I want to fill your life with love,
So full you want to cry,
And make myself your land and sea,
Your mirror and your eye.
I lay my happiness upon
The pillow of your sigh;
Your joy, your love, your need of me
Is where my angels lie.
what-stars at 10:31 p.m.