Love After Love Poems - Poems about Love After Love

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The One Who Stayed

Then she appeared, like morning’s glow,
Through pixel-light our truths would flow.
I swore that love was just a game,
She held my doubts without the shame.

A year we spoke in midnight streams,
Trading hope through fragile dreams.
I gathered courage, soft but true,
“To keep in touch—could that be you?”

Two weeks passed, the silence thin,
Then at 2 a.m., she pulled

I Try to Find You Again

When you say -
"I sacrifice my needs for your needs."

When you say -
"I will put my work aside for your work."

When you say -
"I will leave all my dreams for you,
You are my first priority."

Then -
My heart starts beating very fast
and you come closer to me.

Then -
I can see my picture in your eyes,
In your

The Story's Not Over

I've finally reached it
What I'll call the end
A volume of poems
For my special friend
A thousand that took me
Three years to construe
And all of these poems
Were always for you 

To be continued...

Always

A cabin in Tennessee
A chalet on Lake Annecy
Sunsets in colors so bright 
A wood stove that's nice and warm
During those big snowstorms
Loving you all through the night 

Pink sands and turquoise seas
Baccarat on the breeze
Holding hands, stealing a kiss
Art museums, living dreams
Behind you inside moonbeams
Klimt made a painting like this

Always your troubadour 
Always, forevermore 
Always

Take Note

There's a plaque at number 1-0-5
'Twill be there for some years
And anyone who looks at it
Will just see what appears 
But they won't know the meaning
What lies behind the word
All they'll see when reading it
Is simply this, "Bluebird"
A testament to something?
A nickname for someone?
No one will have an inkling 
They'll just think it's fun
But two

Hiku: love without fault

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'Til the End of Time

You know how much I love you
I've told you many times
In many different formats
In music and in rhymes
The question never whether
The answer was I do
And that love will not sever
Until my days are through

Is there sensory light

Is there sensory light? 
She asked me while 
I was sitting quietly 
on the threshold of anticipation, 
gazing into the soul of a cat,
 thinking about how it would be.
.. to escape forever into a realistic
 doctrine of untouched upcoming truths.
 So how do you interpret the difference
 between sensory and physical light? 
Those figurative

LOVE

Love can be like sale, it comes in many types, like sight and might. 
Might you like some love, love that is found in words. 
Words of joy and of love, that make you have chills down your spine. 
Love that warms your heart, making your blood warm just with the thought. 
Love that you

Either I've Seen You Or I Want To, How Could I Be Mad At That?

The horizon is a blade—
it glints whether I run toward it
or watch it withdraw.
Each dawn splits me open,
spilling a slow trickle of salt,
as if the sea is feeding me to itself,
one grain at a time.

I know the undertow’s handwriting—
it pulls not to drown,
but to measure how far my lungs will stretch.
Even in absence,
the shore presses

I Go To Seek A Great Perhaps, as That Is What I Was After Too

The days crack like porcelain
under the heel of my wanting.
I am a spine of restless birds,
feathers slick with salt and early light—
my mouth tasting the metal
of doors I have not opened.

They ask me why.
Why walk without a destination?
Why carry a compass
if you don’t believe in north?

I tell them—
the road does not need an ending
to be

Heart of an Angel

Something so pure that it felt scars of the past!
Betrayal from others is what they felt!
As it looks at it gift they pontificate whether they can give the gift its needs.
The gift is happy and does not know the sadness from the angel who gave him life!

Taking a leap of faith, they found themselves trusting

Dance Across the Moon

Love is sometimes subtle 
like a dance across the moon 
or a cool evening’s breeze lit by stars. 

We smile, and then we turn away- 
these modest games we seem to play 
like Venus calling silently to Mars. 

“Come hither,” says a sultry look, 
a statement that a lover took 
as seed of an emotion

Gotcha !

Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise,
          the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art !
His countenance reeks of admiration, which speech can't disguise—
          but much of this—his

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