Your words serve as a breather; Your voice a lullaby; Nothing sweeter. You soothe anything awry; Washing away anxiety; A full body sigh. Your laughter a beautiful symphony; You strike a major chord; Ever swaying me. ~Just L (February 9, 2018)
love poetry
E’er Wooing Me Back
I have so many lovers. It is hard to keep track. France, Italy, Mexico, Belize; E'er wooing me back. Some are as warm as the sun. A few as cool as the sea breeze. Others are marble statues. More of a tease. A buffet of delight. They each have their taste. Spicy as Indian cardamom. … Continue reading E’er Wooing Me Back
I thank God for you everyday
I will never really know why you were drawn to pursue me. I mean beyond you saying I had positive energy. I am not sure why we met except to challenge each other on everything we have learned about love, life, and time. I am still attached to outcomes, and your "soon love" is not mine. … Continue reading I thank God for you everyday
Good Vibes
He and I are on the same frequency; He makes my toes curl. ~Just L (January 23, 2018)
Parched
My pink lips are chapped. A reflection of my current situation In an ocean full of water are my feet And I am parched as the desert without you ~Just L (January 14, 2018)
Not Broken
And then came the day when her heart healed. Wounded, she thought it may never again quicken. Her friends and family loved her until her hollow organ steeled. She was destroyed, alas she was not broken. ~Just L (January 2, 2018) #abouthim Author's Note: 1 year, 10 months, 20 days of grieving is absolutely not … Continue reading Not Broken
He Keeps Every One
He is a man of few words He keeps every one. ~Just L (December 15, 2017)
Our Angels Must’ve Talked
Don’t know how we found each other Our angels must’ve talked “She likes the moon” “He does, too” “He doesn’t trust many” “She only lets in a few” “She’s been hurt” “He’ll make her whole” “He’s had a hard life” “She’s a young soul” “She loves the river” “He’s not one for the sand” “He … Continue reading Our Angels Must’ve Talked
Never Were We
You are strange And strangely familiar Cool as a night swim In the deep blue sea Gentle as the breeze That brushes my cheek Warm as cashmere Genuinely soft Sinewy, but not hard To reach, that is Dark but not mysterious I see you clearly We are not strangers Never were we -Just L (November … Continue reading Never Were We
Love Has No Ethnicity
Yesterday, at SFO, while waiting for my daughter to clear customs, a man with a luggage cart stacked with clear-tape wrapped luggage, approached me and asked if he could use my phone to make a call to his wife. He showed me the handwritten number (I recognized it as a Bay Area phone number) written … Continue reading Love Has No Ethnicity
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