Tag Archives: #love

Momento Vivere

Wait and wait
Until it’s too late.
I think you used to think of me,
Maybe, in a different way.
There was a connection to fight;
An eager urge, a primal surge 
always caught in a bottom lip bite.
Was that in your line of sight?
I think we used to be at ease in a way we aren’t now that freedoms seize. 
Mellow to bright,
Blinding as first opening eyes to light;
I see and I’d like to hide.
I think of times that never were,
But could have been;
Things I’ve never said, 
But could still mean.
I think often of things that mean nothing:
The soft second of skin against skin,
The scent of cologne subtly swaying through the den,
A warm and relentless strum played by hands I’ll never know,
A self proclaimed throne inside layers upon layers of walls made of stone. 
I’d like to let it all go:
The solid sound of the same things on tv,
The way I laugh twice as loud at all the same jokes,
The absolute awareness of being almost a little too close,
The way you don’t seem to think very obviously of any of it,
And the desire to know if you’d dare be aware at all.

– E.B.

Selfish

I want to love,
To hold in my arms 
Unknowing existence;
To guide it
As it breathes,
Lungs ablaze with the air
Of passion,
Of pain,
Disdain.

I want to love,
To give everything for
Involuntary life;
To ensure survival
As it grows,
Bones aching with 
“What is the meaning?
Why exist?
Why persist?”

I want to love,
To be just so proud of
This unsuspecting,
Cornered soul.
To think just how lucky 
I am to have 
Burdened by breeding,
Intervening, 
Creating this being
Now fleeing the alteration-
Of-generations.

– E.B.

June 8 (I wish we could be together on that day)

I pretend you’re all there is.

Not a star, nor sky for one to exist.
Not a fish, nor ocean for one to swim.
Not a mountain, nor planet for one to sit.

Only your arms,
The warmth of them...

More than any sun
Could hope
To offer.

Only your eyes,
Depth enough to dive...

Much farther than any ocean
Could dream
Of providing.

Only your body pressed,
Never quite tight enough, to mine,
Keeping me grounded...

More so than the strongest root emanation,
Could ever long
To evince.

You are the only world
In which I wish
To exist.

Don’t you know?

If I could,
I’d be the beat of your heart
Pulsing through your limbs...

So, I pretend you’re all there is.

– E.B.