You are beautiful
Like the moon
You bathe me
In your mystery
Tiptoeing through night
Giving my room
Just enough light
To remind me
You are here
And remind me
When you’re not
You are beautiful
Like the moon
You bathe me
In your mystery
Tiptoeing through night
Giving my room
Just enough light
To remind me
You are here
And remind me
When you’re not
Is it possible
To love without
Definition is it
Possible to achieve
A relationship existence
That occurs simply
Because it does
One that doesn’t
Define or redefine
What it is
But just exists
Because two people
Decided it so
It is not
It simply isn’t
How I do
But how deeply
That I do
With some I
Wade pulling up
Trousers to keep
Them dry because
Of my uncertainty
With others I
Cast them aside
And swim languidly
But with you
With you I’m
Already naked with
No clothes needed
No defenses required
Just me with
You my water
Diving deep deeper
Than ever before
Why don’t some
Things just end
Why do some
Things carry on
Why can’t we
Simply be a
Machine that seizes
Up and stops
Once the oil
Of our love
Turned to sludge
But no oh
No we continue
Whacking and hacking
As though we
Were clearing jungle
Pointing out this
And accusing that
Like a couple
Of barristers arguing
Their clients innocence
Are we both
Not guilty of
The same crime
Stealing the love
That we thought
Was clearly given
How can you
Expect me to
Love someone that
Doesn’t love poetry
Do you expect
Me not to
Bruise and bleed
Sigh and smile
Whisper these things
Only to you
How can you
Deny me yet
Ask me to
Love you when
In fact you
Don’t love the
One thing that
Makes me me
Fear not for
I don’t fear
That he will
Whomever he is
Will love poetry
Just as much
As loving me