poet – Page 33

White Elephant

You treated love like a possession.
Each love left you heartbroken.
Your broken heartbeats slow;
reduced to a white elephant.

Standing alone as
clouds move across the shy sky,
thinking of the way
the forest is like your soul
when the snow falls on me slowly.

his plush dark mane
she brushes it so ardently
to soften the rough spots within

shoot your words
like a poisoned dart
pierce my heart

We’re so relatable;
just like a knife and a fork.

Crown of Rose and Thorns adorn
her head for royalty is in her blood

She prepares for her wedding day
to the king of the woodland realms

Weaving a mysterious magic
within her cloth and bosom

waiting for the woodland call
to take her from this place

Oh, cake!
You are my kryptonite;
weakening my steady resolve.

I don’t dream of Summer,
I only dream of our Winter.

The wild wind of Winter moves,
The Wild moves into our bones.

You laugh at the trees and snow,
I laugh at the playful snow on my skin.

In this eccentric Winter, we laugh on,
Forgetting Spring will come too soon.

While you slept
in dreams,
I longed for your touch.

stay a while
sit with me
we’ll watch the sea