Michael My Lover

He comes into my life as a paramour

   Grandios, loving, kind, protective

He builds a great and profound home

   Out of love, and words, and gestures

He claims to never be leaving again

    And thus, he begins to dissapate

 

Oh great love, my Michael, my heart, my past

 

I mourn for a man, an angel that I have never met

That I build up in my heart for him to break himself down

    You're inconsistant

 Your claims and your actions

      Abolishment

        Love Fundamentalist

                           Passion Heretic

                Infedal of the Heart

                   My Conquerer of Intellect

 

The more I know of your truth

The more I manage to distrust

                 Evidence gives way to doubts

                 A single look and my logic is incompatible

 

I am sure you love me thus

Fully and in wholeness

 

I am equally sure that distance breaks us down

 

You hold a fragile heart in your palms

                      My heart Michael!!! My heart!

    Screaming to the winds

  Take me!

Love me!

       Keep me!

  Acknowledge me!

Want me!

    TALK with me..

 

                           Tell me of this world my love

                           Tell me where I fit

                  If I ever have at all..

 

I am exhausted

 

 

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

Dear poetess, this poem is beautiful and thought provoking. I really connected with it, I know this feeling well.

Great piece.
Antonio