a sucker for love

lonesome lines looked for an end
that would let them rest

they remembered a corner
where love was scattered
as though for free

the sign was still there
wanting someone to worship
every verse birthed
out of the darkness

there they waited for a heart
fallen once, fooled twice
unable to resist the lilt in the voice
the second they started to sing
and strum their strings
and the story began all over again

~~~

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filled with emptiness

Leaves are turning, urging us to turn the page, the colors anew. Some trees never forget how we napped and kissed beneath their shade, whispered poetry in each other’s ear, breathing life into love’s passionate verse.

Just like some hearts will always remember how pregnant promises are nothing but hollow words.

~~~

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forever is cheap

Some days are filled with hope that the time capsule will never be dug up, ghosts never coming back from the grave.

But some nights are smeared with every word that was ever said, each promise spilled, the lilting voice captivating the heart foolishly in love, giving forever a new, shallow, meaning.

~~~

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reading love

love encrypted
in the language of clouds
hearts scrambling to decode
an ache to read their deepest secrets
in pregnant raindrops

the need to solve the mystery
answers written in invisible ink

somewhere, someone holds the key
unlocking the gate
to cloud nine

~~~

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the outlier

They caught me flirting with broken words the other day, and blamed me for the time lost trying to get them back in line.

Then they condemned me for wooing unfinished thoughts to dance beneath the moonlight, and claimed I was a distraction while they were on the way to being complete.

I’m beginning to think that they are just looking for an excuse, because I do not speak their language, yet I seem to enjoy soaking in their love notes.

~~~

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how love kills

A heart
falls in love
with everything and everyone
in the entire universe.
It pulls
like a magnet
all things breathing
with merciless passion.
It draws
powerful lust
from four corners
of the world,
from the north to the south
from the east to the west
feeding off their energy
missing nothing,
nothing,
in between.

A heart
that absorbs
your time, your space,
leaving nothing behind
for you and me.
Our remnants
clutch emptiness
till there’s nothing left to do
but to sit and watch us
sucked into a bottomless
vortex.

~~~

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wanted

“Lips to kiss
the pain away.

Eyes that see sorrow
behind a smile.

Hands wrapped
around her shoulders.

A heart that loves her
and only her.”

~~~

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for once

For the longest time it had been
all about you

and you, and you.

Foolishly I wondered why
I kept stumbling and falling,
hopelessly reaching
for the door that was never there.

One dawn before the moon
retreated to slumber, she yelled
and yelled and yelled
at me. So I learned
to stand up and dust off
my hair, and turned my love

to me, for once, to me.

~~~

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