Love

What is it?
This thing we all feel.
I don’t know if I
want it yet.
One glimpse would seem surreal.

Love

When do you know?
When it crashes into your life.
Does it fly so caressingly?
Does it shake you to the core?
Make you hurt but need
more and more.

Who do you believe when it comes to love?


(It's not finished....but I need some ideas...)

The stars didn’t show that night.
I was so hoping it did…and yet
the sky was as dark as other nights.
The darkness of death
Winter’s cold embrace
as a gold age came to an end.
Inside basking in the warmth of modern fur,
wallowing in primal heat.
Have you ever felt sadness sitting in your heart?
Wrapping yourself tightly, as if letting the coldness
seep in.
I have never enjoyed sadness
as it sun-tans in your attention,...

Even now as the rain pours down my window and the lightning strikes the sky, it’s the thunder that will always get me.
That untamed boom that strikes me to the core.
The rain has hurried its pace as if catching its breath for the next flash of bright light that opens in the sky.
It’s gotten even harder and yet here I sit calmly. It’s gotten even louder, so irritating. The claps of hail hit the roof and make a song so high pitched. If I imagine it, I can feel it like little...