love haiku

love is like water

gentle flowing with the tide

hope and hopelessness

harbored sins

like air she breathes in to my soul

a faint murmur, a plead, of innocence lost

great stallion gliding through the dawn

through mountains and prairies, freedom gone

she whispers softly. 

like the tide’s gentle wave, to and fro

a rhythm, a beat, of childhood lost

haloed angel sweeping through the night

through endless clouds screaming, sins made right

she whispers softly.

like fire she runs across my bones

a desperation, a passion, of confessions lost

anxious painter, sway about the canvas

lines, perpendicular, glowing flames burst, alas

she whispers softly.

and she cries out to me, god, as if it is so

idolatry of passion, lights dimming, lost

a breath, a pause, a sweet remorse

a smile in the darkness, a sinful curse,

she whispers softly.

she whispers, softly.

flash

please pretend that i'm not here,
and that never do you see me
for if i'm here but am not there,
enough i cannot be