it’s a word doodle for you, future wife

every time
the strands of hair
brushed aside
gets me
every
time
curtains opening
to a stunning
backstage world
where your spark
flickering brightly
in my eyes
attracts
illuminates
warms
thoroughly
a land of
late night secrets
so imbued with
power
and loving
and heat
so tangible
a presence that
renders all others
background
a simple statement
a rare gift
to make the world seem
better
you know
i think
if you saw
how i see
you
you’d love it
and i wish
you could
there is a
built-in danger
that comes with
being able to
string words
together
i think
there is an
assumed
lack of sincerity
i hate that
ability to
express
doesn’t mean
a scarcity of feelings
ability to express
on command
does not mean
that
thoughts aren’t consumed
daily
ability to express
takes nothing
and i mean
nothing
away from your magic
and
really
let’s face it
these words still
don’t
do you
justice
but
baby
i really do
love
the idea
and the challenge
of spending forever
trying to
perfectly describe
your eyes

 

 

 

 

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photo credit: J.Marshall via photopin cc

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11 Responses

  1. Amy says:

    as always- good stuff. FW is a lucky lady :)

  2. AJ says:

    Wow – those last few lines are beautiful!

  3. M says:

    You have a talent for this, Peter. It reads very naturally and rolls off the tongue of the mind. That’s really rare for poetry.

  4. Sarah says:

    Gorgeous. I love what you’re saying about a gift with words not negating very real feelings.

  5. Hope says:

    Oh, its back. Its definitely back.

  6. Jennifer says:

    This is one of my favorites.

  7. BS says:

    Love.

    There’s something about the end that’s a bit e.e. cummings.

  8. beatrix says:

    if you spent all this energy looking for this girl instead of writing about her. . . well, she’d be luckier faster.

    with all best intentions,
    ~b

  9. Felisa says:

    I’m usually just a lurker. Otherwise known as a creep.

    Just wanted to say that this one is probably one of my favorites! I know what you mean about how frustrating it is that insincerity is assumed of those who can write. The gift of being hyper-aware of one’s surroundings, feelings, etc. and being able to capture that in writing is now (maybe that has always been the case?) usually reduced to being able to bullshit. Not that there’s no grain of truth to that. But when it comes to writing about things I have deep feelings for, I find myself holding back because I don’t want to sound too sappy which might make me sound like I’m bullshitting when I’m not.

    Enough rambling. Good stuff. :)

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