I Have A Brand New Love

I have a brand new love
Who’s changed my life completely
We like the same food and music
Agree on spiritual values
Adore our children and parents
Talking to each other sweetly

We have the same temperment
Similar life goals so I’m told
Glowing hair and smile to match
We’re quirky and funny
And freakishly talented
Being yours will never grow old

My love thinks I am perfect
My strong body and brain
Enjoys long conversations
Encourages me daily
Proud of me always
Likes to snuggle in the rain

We have a list of projects
Remodeling the house (with you) was fun
Perfect travel companion
Motorcycles, trucks, cars
Cooking, writing, playing
Our list will never be done

I can’t imagine life without my love
Knows my dreams and my past
Steady in sickness and health
Everyday a new beginning
I know this love will last.

~Just L (September 18, 2018)

Author’s Note: When someone asks you who do you love, how long does it take you to name yourself?

Is this how we break up?

Is this how we break up?

WhatsApp messages with one checkmark
You seen holding hands with another in the dark

Repeated calls failed
Without so much as a word you bail

Texts on iPhone are never read
You leave me alone night after night in our bed

Your Facebook profile blocked from view
1 + 1 + another one does not equal 2

No fighting no voices raised
But I feel like I’ve just been tazed

~Just L (September 18, 2018)

Author’s Note: Not about me but I thought it read better in first person.

A Sonnet of Hate and Love – 1

HATE

My lying frog, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you drum, talk and bore me,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the fake story.

Let me compare you to a flaccid member?
You are more cruel, entitled and unsatisfactory.
Bold winds shake the leafage of September,
And autumntime has the rains and humidity.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your arrogant mouth, lies and untruthful friends.
Thinking of your dreadful lies fills my days.
My hate for you is the glorious end.

Now I must away with a perfect heart,
Remember my seering words whilst we’re apart.

LOVE

My splendid prince, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you drum and smile,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the beat’s percentile.

Let me compare you to a contender?
You are more talented, victorious and smart.
Warm winds shake the leafage of September,
And in this season the brave lionheart.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your dreads, lilted words and tender mouth.
Thinking of your sublime skin fills my days.
My love for you is the gifted due south.

Now I must away with a divine heart,
Remember my impassioned words whilst we’re apart.

~Just L (September 17, 2018)

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An Angel Beckons

I received a note anonymously;
Urging me to open my heart;
Trust the divine warrior who leads the heavenly army;
Who could this be?

The words were written with sincerity;
Though the name was withheld,
Its uniqueness touched me deeply.

He was to meet me where mountains meet the sea;
“How will I recognize you?” I thought.
Yet anticipating, he penned,
“You will know me.”

With views of the cliffs, I was planted below in the lea;
At last he emerged from the sun’s glare;
I strained impatiently.

Then as if in a dream I saw his energy;
The outline of a shadowed form,
Surrounded by a pink angelic light;
I recognized his stride immediately.

The colors of love, peace and harmony;
Literally, “he who seeks God” –
Archangel Chamuel was on a mission to find me.

Excited my spirit jumped with glee;
“Yesss, I know you!”
“You love me.”

~Just L (September 15, 2018)

The Goddess and Her Lover

See the slithering of the lover,
I think he’s angry at another.

He finds it hard to see the brie,
Overshadowed by the wine flowing free.

Who is that swimming near the shore?
I think she’d like to eat s’mores.

She is but a superior goddess,
Admired as she sits among the novice.

Her intelligent car is just a honey,
It needs no gas, it runs on smart money.

She’s not alone she brings lemon balm,
a pet lion, and lots of aplomb.

The lion likes to chase the empress,
Especially when she’s dressed to impress.

The lover shudders at the pretty lady,
He wants to understand her philosophy.

~Just L (September 10, 2018)