Tell me you hate me,
I'll still be loyal to you.
Claim everyone's gone,
I will wait until it's night,
Hoping at last you'll relent.
Tag: love
Ascetic Dilemma
I'm easy to please
With little, but I never
Meant that he should want.
Now used to going without,
How do I help him rake in?
In June
In June he plants
His pennant upon
My abdomen.
At night I find
Connections come at
The right time.
But warmth can soon
Fade into coldness.
Surprise doubt
With repetition,
The right time
Is one replayed
In devotion
Time and again
Until it is known.
Straightforward
This one's straightforward:
Chestnut curls bouncing around
The blue eyes I love.
Just for me he gives a smile,
And when I cry he holds me.
I need
Nothing suffices
If you can't feel what I feel.
I need—forever—
Your look, your will to create,
Your laughter, your touch at night.
Who I love the most
Who I love the most
Says his life is horrible;
I agree. The worst
Thing is it seems so solid
There's no way to improve it.
Those poor summer days
Those poor summer days
Whose breezes are kisses, quick
To end. Temperate days,
Exuberant with brief gold.
My tears can't bring them to Fall.
Myrtle and Magnolia
The master grafted
A myrtle branch to a bough
Of magnolia;
At times more white blooms than black,
But the forms their mixture makes!
Deeper, narrower
Deeper, narrower,
Remote as Weeki Wachee's
Caves are my love's straits.
Inaccessible, and yet
The dream is to descend there.
Creatures of mischief
Creatures of mischief
Sit at the great game's table
While blazing spirits
Rage beneath the surface. Joy:
The geyser, Fate's to control.
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