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A Tribute To Our Lion's Roar

This is the story about the man who sought refuge in my heart His glance told stories It sang songs, reviving and pioneering all at the same time His melody was beauty and foreign, a vacation I never wanted to leave He had a touch made out of deliberation and intention that always left me disoriented His kiss was a wild fire that never knew when to stop It was force, incomparable and thought breaking all by itself And he held a magnetism that drew strength from the current that dances just under the ocean's waves, leaving me no other choice but to love him unconditionally He was my lantern light of reunification and self-exploration, shining the light through some of the unsuspecting jungles of young adulthood His childlike soul had its own rhythm that moved the hips and the feet and the heads of everyone who heard it And it heartened those parts of myself that had forgotten their own fluidity His trust in love and faith in how the world works illuminated my shadowy corners of doubt He was confidence and ease, and contagious enough to spread through me in everything I did Regardless of our needlepointed nightmare, he was 13 shades of a chivalry that I never knew before And on those icy, secretive winter nights, he was a warrior made up of the type of magic that has no limits He became home Our sacred language was only being taste tested before the old love we used to share came to interrupt the noise She lived in the fabric of the rays of the sun and your best childhood memory, Made inside the Devil's handshake, she only knew how to take Her persuasion was more than just a one night stand, creating an epidemic of need that echoed through forever She was freedom, allurement, destruction, potency, and like his kiss, she was something to crave Her force was effortless and depriving, taking the breath of anyone who stood too close Her name was Crystal and she was everything I can never be We became a whirlwind of explanations and ultimatums, cradling a love past its expiration date And I learned a new jargon, one rooted in mistrust that either took us around or away Our potential has become elusive like an iridescent sheen that's only captured in some lights Nostalgia has replaced our nomadic circus of impracticality and second chances And left an ache that has no name Some days, when stillness whispers too long, my restless thoughts play tug of war with all the things we can't reclaim and on those days, his absence rushes through me and I can feel the unrelenting rapids of habit pull me all over again Tamed to fit in that space between love and logic, he's my firefly of familiarity and reluctance Our love sleeps in a box wrapped in honor and pride, protected from manipulation, instigation, and resentment And when the sun kisses the earth goodnight, forgiving all the unlit pockets of the city Our lions quiet their roar

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 10/20/2016 8:53:00 AM
This is off the charts good. This line blew me away. "And he held a magnetism that drew strength from the current that dances just under the ocean's waves," I really enjoy the "as" portions, second halves of early line. The descriptive phrasing is incredible. There is a deep longing and desire felt in this though it's not something lit up in neon, but a subtle shove that brings it out. Well done.
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Jenny Monteverdi
Date: 10/20/2016 1:39:00 PM
Thank you thank you thank you.. and yes, I'm all about description and vivid imagery. I never intented this poem to signify desire or deep longing but finally saw it a year after writing this. It's funny to watch words take on a life form of their own. I really appreciate all your kind words
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Jenny Monteverdi
Date: 10/20/2016 1:37:00 PM
Thank you thank you thank you.. and yes, I'm all about description and vivid imagery. I never intented this poem to signify desire or deep longing but finally saw it a year after writing this. It's funny to watch words take on a life form of their own with or without our consent ??
Date: 10/20/2016 7:25:00 AM
The way you express yourself is stunning. So well done.
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Jenny Monteverdi
Date: 10/20/2016 1:42:00 PM
Thank you. I'll be sure to check out some your writing as well

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