This will be a poem eventually
But I am quite tired and unable
currently, to write.

My eyelids are heavy with the
impending onslaught of memory
dream and, ultimately, night.

I retreat from the battle of
light and dark, preferring instead
to feign solidarity, with ease

To the unfolding of history,
the march of time and space, I beg
one last time, let me sleep in peace

If inspiration demands reconciliation
I submit myself before its measured judgment.
With desperation I search for a reason
that it would bestow upon me the fickle
allowance of fated Love above all others.
And I taste the tangible jealousy of them,
those whose gaze suggests abandonment,
while my tranquility spills into the world

You are my breath, my soul, my dreams of life
in another place, outside the willful challenge
of identities and responsibilities and modernity.
Where my path diverges from the straightened
familiarity of convention, I find in you the strength
to demand of desperation a respite from its dissuasion.
I move forward through the flames of distraction
touched only by their wispy tails, an afterthought.

To the end of eternal movement, my heart meanders
through a garden of forking paths, finding in each
turn, each choice, the beckoning of your temptation
and your desire, and I listen without thought
drawn forward into the unknowable darkness
lit by the guiding triad of hope, desire and love.
You are what you are to me, the pinnacle of who I am
and all that I want in life, love and eternal existence.

The echoes of life find content our natal bodies
Born agape, unflinching, souls explicably bound by fate
Cherished in kind, a common thread invisibly strong
Separated by circumstance, raised unaware of Destiny’s course

Time deals its precious nectar, a just arbiter of need and desire
Our young bodies and minds given over to ideals
Both noble and coarse, inflated by the kindness of history
We persevere, drawn by the delicate promise of happiness

How blessed we find our lives unfold, from first impressions
to lasting tales told, each one a foundry of passions deep
For life, ’til revealed otherwise, strikes heavily its mark
on our young lives, crafting perfect the souls we hold.

In time we find we are aligned
In body, soul and in our mind
But first we thirst so unrehearsed
For a life that’s rife, and uncoerced.

A course whose source is unendorsed
Unknown to all but with such force
We make our choice and then rejoice
And give our hopes a sprightly voice

With might we fight all through the night
For causes noble, a thankless plight
Our paths are set without a threat
We owe our futures handsome debt

In turns we churn until we learn
The other pathways that we spurned
We say we may look back one day
And second guess a life less grey.

With visions dampened by
experience,
unfazed and triumphant,
we press against
Temptation, hungered and petulant

Found, but manufactured
happiness,
convincing but dissonant,
swells, a crescendo
Breaking, torn and tattered

Assured by our own obstinate
contentment,
tranquil yet stirred,
palatable life, lived,
Given, beseeched and blurred

Driven, the life less known
becomes
a rapture of senses
masking potentiality
Resigned, smiling and sad.

It was
seeing and talking and
glances while walking
wondering and hoping and
dreams of us groping
thinking and doubting and
some playful pouting
And you were there

It is
touching and holding and
relationships molding
finding and learning and
unhindered yearning
breathing and being and
beautiful feeling
And you are here.

A look, I stop, a breath, a thought
Entranced by beauty, my heart is caught
You smile, eyes deep, I smile, I melt,
A lifetime of wonder is what I felt.

We talk, your voice, it sings, I hear
The world has stopped, it sheds a tear
You giggle, you laugh, I try, I see
As angels appear above you and me

We stay, we share, your life, my awe
A woman unequaled is what I saw
I ask, you nod, oh my, I say
How was I blessed on this wondrous day

A life, to share, a wife, to care
Dreams of a world with us as a pair
A touch, a feel, your hand, I start
A commitment to never stand apart
and
To say that I love you with all of my heart

In tangents, we’re told, the universe creates
multiple lives living out multiple fates
All that is possible within resonates
with glorious tranquility
unbounded possibility
A journey untethered with infinite states

Twist of a turn becomes turn of a twist
A slight change in the world that is almost missed
In thousands of ways a flick of a wrist
creates a singular world
opportunity unfurled
Living lives for which we had always wished

We live in a world unique to the end
Where each choice we make reveals a bend
A stranger in one life in the next is a friend
So explain to me
The strange curiosity
That in this one our hearts we can only pretend

So I think of a life that may never be
Full of the knowledge that in a newborn sea
Another life exists that entrances me
With its entangling of us
A heartfelt story told thus
In a world of unending possibility

We search the tidepools of our soul
To find our hearts two halves, one whole
We seek another to whom we bind
Our heart, our soul, our body, our mind
And by the quick we take a stroll
Never lost, or sad and always kind

We ebb and flow in rhythmic beat
In some ways torn, in some complete
‘Til that we seek is close we feel
We stumble, fall and then we kneel
Hands clasped tight, wet with heat
Longing stares till hearts do heal

And then we journey, by hand unknown
To lands we feel we hardly own
With partners trusting, heads held high
‘Til next we feel each other’s sigh
A pull so tempting, we must have flown
Together to that place gone by

I’d have held you tight in travels long
If fate had been not quite as strong
With soul bared open, exposed and near
Take this hand and betray no fear
We steal a moment, and with grace along
The paths we have, with you, right here

Unlikely though it is to me
to question things that may yet be
I find I am alone up here
a height at which I have no peer
My thoughts they crest and fall in time
you’d barely even know they’re mine
A tussle sweet and terse and sad
too many lives I wished I’d had