PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

a call to triumph

bespeaks your love

where hast that mantra

spent me

brilliant orbs

of misbegotten

joy

alight dungeons

that have lain dormant and dark

for what seem like centuries

to my heart

yet so blithely

a proud disclaimer

to the cataclysm now am I

with nary a doubt

I too trotted forth

apprehensive

only

for the briefest moment

in time

why Hawking himself

would have been left

gaping

at how swiftly

I inclined

into your whirlwind

of sweet love divine

a monumental house of

cards it could have all

very well been

but I walked through

those double doors

of not really knowing

and figuratively into your

wide awaiting arms

and I can't say even yet

that I've regretted my

ongoing entrance into

the vastness and

farthest deep

glorious guts of you

every day hence

I find myself

more and more thankful

than the previous

that has to not only account

for something

truly right

but bring peace to

the fragments adjusting

which are making space

gradually

as all the pieces born to

adorn us both

shimmer, shiver and slip

almost surreptitiously

into place

we can't unroll this snowball

my love

and our tale of

'Insurrection'

can not be unwritten

and please know

nor would I ever wish it to

I hug this road

we find ourselves on

and kiss the shoulder of the

very next curve

for closer and closer

all bring me to you

a life filled gift in the

form of one adoring man

I never even dreamed

I deserved...........................

(Oct. 9, 2009 230am)