Justin Bordner Poet Epic

Outlaws of Love

There is a bounty for our hearts Luv,
gold and fame for the flat riders who dare lower our flame
seeking to steal our fortune of raw carnal currency, our soul gold,
Love's law has decreed our passion a sedition against tradition,
a violation of virtue, a willful act of feral freedom, unauthorized love prize,
the old and ossified Judges are corrupt with dry eyes
the flesh upon which these laws are scribed suffers from necrosis,
they allege we are prisoners of passion
they say you are my **** of seduction
they assert I am your beast of brawn taboo
they know not that you are a rose of fire within my heart,
they fail to realize that I am your lion of lust and trust, 
they squawk and hiss in their chambers of spoiled embers,
jealous and freezing from forgotten romance
what do they know of our embrace and fury,

When we cry for eachother, when we touch like none other,
when we come for one another, when we battle with scorching thunder
our love justice soars supreme, our only law, to love with rebel youth, to never surrender -

J.A.B.

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Ettie Christian-Bowling November 11, 2015 at 11:23 AM This work of art really touched my heart ...I could almost feel the passion behind your words ...amazing Work Justin-Love Ettie Justin Bordner November 11, 2015 at 7:22 PM I will never surrender the love I have for the woman that awoke my heart Ettie. This poem epitomizes that fierce, life changing, rebellious love which I just mentioned, and continue to nurture Ettie. I'm very glad you brought me to this feeling and truth that is alive in this poem...J.A.B.

Joe Maverick September 8, 2015 at 7:30 PM A very vibrant write here Justin, can see the angle this is concerned with, well scribed Indeed..' Justin Bordner September 9, 2015 at 6:59 PM Thank you Joe, you are a well tempered strategist, and a Poet with a great sense of history and belief in Poetry's power...J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian February 28, 2015 at 1:25 PM Came back for a second read....It never grows old. Your work...never grows old for me. Eileen Manassian March 1, 2015 at 12:15 AM Look who's talking, Mr...I'm Handsome as Pie! ;) Talk about avatars, you've posted some pretty awesome ones, Justin. Eagle all the way....Fierce and strong. Here I am flaming in red. I'm my own brand of strong. Thanks for the compliment. :) I'm happy! Justin Bordner February 28, 2015 at 7:01 PM It only grows stronger on lips that speak the heartbeat of truth Eileen. Thank you for being so beautiful. Your avatar is sensational! J.A.B.

Charmaine Chircop February 28, 2015 at 7:12 AM To love with rebel youth..that is the kind of love that offers wild passion and soft scents of life. They hiss in their chambers /jealous and freezing from their forgotten romance.Justin I picked some of my favourite lines.Those that have not tasted flowers and licked the sweet sweat of fire will never understand,but others will.I do find this poem both sensual and loving..It carries all the spices any romance should have..B-)Charma Justin Bordner February 28, 2015 at 7:09 PM Thank you so much my Lady Hawk, for feeling the balance of this passion, sensual protection, loving desire...the poetics of your compassionte comment atest to the youth of your beauty and heart. All things divine must battle the poison of a world comfortable in crudeness Charma...J.A.B.

Verlena S. Walker February 27, 2015 at 8:07 PM What a beautiful testimony Justin. Ignite the passionate side of your lover... Enjoyed! Verlena Justin Bordner February 28, 2015 at 3:31 AM We've built a world of wild love, it won't be ruined by anything Verlena. Its so nice to have you here! J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal February 26, 2015 at 4:35 PM This is really about love justice and love freedom! Beautiful, because you understand the opposers too - "they squawk and hiss in their chambers of spoiled embers, jealous and freezing from forgotten romance"...That’s delving deep inside them, finding their bitter cores…for they once may have felt the heat of youthful love but have long let out the flame. You’re breathtaking, Justin..keep up the amazing work. The boldness and sensual sensation of this piece makes it an instant fav on my list. Always, Laura Justin Bordner February 28, 2015 at 3:23 AM I like being in your instant Laura. It feels so good to feel your exuberance for this love justice...freedom to trust one's heart...faith to withstand the haters, to teach the disbelievers. Thank you so much for seeing the totality of this work. Love that slang too Laura...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal February 26, 2015 at 4:31 PM Now this poem really pops! It has an almost sophisticated western feel to it, which is really cool and admirable. When your heart cries for something so bad, no living dead judges can dull the feeling with their laws and stone cold authority. I like the rebellious two, how they mold each other a new law of their own, for that youthfulness of love to thrive despite all odds against them. Justin Bordner February 27, 2015 at 8:58 PM Yes my lovely Laura, this poem does have that western, rogue aura to it...love that won't submit to misery...their love, a law above dust and dream...you know the battle for love's survival Laura...J.A.B.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser February 26, 2015 at 11:51 AM love love love.. such a wonderful topic to talk about.. :) and you write about it so well. :)! Justin Bordner February 27, 2015 at 8:41 PM Love...a topic that never grows old... We write about it well when we live it with innocence Olive...J.A.B.

David Meade February 25, 2015 at 10:37 AM A warrior love . . . truth lies in the passion of two hearts not in what the worlds deems to judge. The truth manifesting itself in physical intimacy. . . . an old warrior who still has some fight remaining . . . Justin Bordner February 25, 2015 at 1:31 PM A warrior is as young as his or her courage is true and strong David...the truth of love is always physical...J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian February 25, 2015 at 3:14 AM Who dares to outlaw love? Who dares to call the one whom you love a slut? Wow! That is incredible wording and imagery, Justin. A real tirade against meddlers and scoffers...people who have no heart...people who sit in the judgment seat when they themselves need to be judged. Your vehement eloquence in this piece sizzles with pride and passion and persistence. I'm awed by your write. Sensual sensations sizzle....great write. I'm glad you've posted something new. Hugs Eileen Manassian February 25, 2015 at 3:42 AM I understand, Justin. I face problems in this area. My views on the subject are not always in line with those of others...If two hearts are mutually consenting....the world can go to hell. If you get a chance, and are interested, you can read my blog. What Would You do for Love? An interesting question. I'd love to know your thoughts on it...If you have time. Thanks for the response. Justin Bordner February 25, 2015 at 3:38 AM There exist narrow, and salted views on what love is between two hearts, how love should be made and expressed by lovers. Tradition, convention, ill defined morals which assail true love unfamiar to them. This poem is about protecting real love, recognizing the difference between law and justice, which are often at odds in this world Eileen...J.A.B.