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Forever, Love!

I will love you, beloved, forever, though fish to your sea,
where my poetry’s bones may be sand on a beach (waves divine
on land’s shore): Clay’s discovered that whispers (would rhyme), “Are you mine?”
still, no poem steals rest in sea’s harbors; rents slip on soul’s quay.

Let me never think LOVE’s just the love I’ve requested (trade this
for a that!) I’m so dumb I dismiss what another soul gives
me with no chance to taste it? We drown in sweet desert! Who lives
expectations and finds that gain lies in the fog of such bliss?

How can Love be things given if folks won’t receive? A child’s born
great receiver, but giving seems hard when a suitor’s at hand,
expectations consume us: past fear makes us feel on remand
from a criminal past. Most corralled sheep don’t like to get shorn.

To keep trusting most friends (though at times their words hurt us) seems small,
why should I disengage then when lovers bring crap to my door!
Have I not done the same; am I quick to cast blame? Is encore
what I long for? Let “Love” be defined as “Who’s taking my call?”

Let me practice receiving, and ways I can give (that show heart),
Most receiving seems easy to all (is perhaps that a rub
that we all should give thought to?) Do gifts say, “I SEE you?” Do pub
friends say drunkenly, “Buy you a beer?” where next round’s a tool’s Art?

LOVE, your feelings all gift me, just seeking them lifts me to heights
few may know (though I never may witness words touch you, effect
brought to life). Might tear stain, joy melt ice, no write views a defect?
May the Weltschmerz (in love) I do battle with lead you toward lights! 


Brian Johnston
26th of May in 2020

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