twist and turn

i used to love you, but then,
i used to love the rain, the cold,
to chase away the nothingness,
the plague of restless dreams,
in your sleep, now i barely whisper,
barely see you in the morning,
don't even think i know this could be us,
just after a season of forgiveness,
a spell of last night's residual fever,
but i know this to be real, just as real
as i first fell in love with you,
the second time i chose to love you,
i chose it everyday, but this feels
strange and different, a new beginning,
i am with you, always, especially,
in your nightmares, the tragedy
of sleeping cold between love's sheets,
it is just a moment, this is me,
looking at you, wonderfully thinking,
i am back - will always return

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like this...but feel a tug of war of feelings...hopeful at the end, but maybe a bit naive thinking that things will ever change...because at the beginning the analogies are to cold...i used to love things that weren't really pleasant or good for me...and yet now i embrace them...like they will be any different.

a very interesting write that go several directions at once.

[highonwords]

i think, jacob, all good things like love take hard work and determination to succeed, to work out the odds to arrive at a win-win situation for everyone :)

regards,
steph

[Lyn Anderson]

I can't decide if this is about loving a person no matter what, or about a negative relationship the speaker cannot extricate his/herself from.

[highonwords]

i think this is about love that isn't romanticized - the kind of love worn out and shabby - out for repairs and maintenance - necessary in the day to day grind

my best,
steph

[Lyn Anderson]

ah, ok
I haven't gotten to the worn out stage -- maybe because we don't live together.

[highonwords]

it's all right - i hope that sheds some light on the poem

always,
steph