Tales of his love...

Sit by me, my little one
So I can tell you a story about love
Because sometimes we don’t know where it lurks
Or when it follows us like shadows
Waiting for us to turn and speak its name
Standing next to us and breathing on our neck
Making our hair stand on end
And forcing us to breathe a little deeper
We will all learn to recognize one day
And call forth the shape that defines love

Hearts beating on the same wavelength
Resonating worlds apart from each other
Yet dreams hold them closely wrapped
In a blanket lasting generations
With threads woven before memories were formed
Keeping molecules linked through time
So when they connect it will be as if they never left
Filling tiny voids they left on each other
When they were in the belly of the earth
His love is indelible

He worshipped the idea of her when she walked by
She let him buy into her illusion
Only one of the many fun house mirrors
And then the smoke disappears as the winds change
Particles realign as they spit out breath
Ejecting ideals and memories and feelings
Dripping and oozing until they finally realize
That they’re not on the same level at all
For her it was fun while it lasted
His love is tormented

His hair was long enough to fall
Massive entanglements of strands and limbs
She wondered if this is what it was like
Hundreds of years ago when their minds met
Making love not just for themselves
But for the land and the people
Knowing that they breed strength and beauty
Being a part of an incommunicable connection
That nations have, and always will stand on
His love is ancient

He wanted to keep her in the most logical way
So for a future they kept adding and subtracting
Time to words and then from actions
Multiplying feelings and dividing rationale
Until they finally integrated into infinity
Finding a loophole in objectivity
Unfortunately no such formula exists
So now they run the track hitting limits
In a dysfunctional plane
His love is broken

He glanced once and knew she was beautiful
Watching her smile ignite flames around her
He looked twice and knew she would fill him
With something too subtle to flaunt
But much too powerful to ignore
He never knew if she would want him
But will let every moment count anyway
Until she fades into a memory
He already knows that she’ll leave him hollow
His love is saturating

He knows that moments are fluid
And refreshing like the water that heeds the moon
So he dives when the tide calls his name
Knowing the ocean will bring him good fortune
She drifts to his side for a wave or two
That retreats as quickly as it came
Leaving her to sit on the sand to watch
The suns rise and set and the moon change
For another night when the water will call his name
His love is evasive

Some women will follow you
Thinking that one day you’ll look back
And see footprints besides yours
Until they stray and fade in the wind
Others will taunt you
Hoping that you will escort their scent
Into lairs of lust and sensation
Then releasing you on your own
But remember that when you look back
Only you will see the shadow of your love

There is nothing to fear in this world
Shapes will be around us wherever we go
And we must remember to see outlines
Between wants and needs and dreams
Because sometimes they get confusing
And I wish I had waited out shapeshifters
To find the entity that makes us stronger
I am wishing for a moment
Where his love is pure
Where my love is pure