Or as close to love poetry as I get.
venuses i make many smile witticisms abounding wry comments with just the right inclination i draw like nectar honey hair sweet eyes in my own world on the hill wouldn’t they all be amazed rather terrified to know what i know i’ll never tell i’ll dance with all the graces and laugh or cry is there a difference but you know you have that mad light the fever glow in misty eyes (they call that dreamy) you can play as well (but you can’t bake cookies like mine) you and i we know all the tricks quirks lowered lids serpentine smiles i and you there is no difference and there is i make many smile but to draw happiness from you because you know that is my only peace
union a brown dot sits on my windowsill the breeze ruffles his feathers he is youth and life a shy young lass lands on the ledge head tilted, she asks him to dance with a bob their vows are made and they are one a white prince glides on a mirror neck arched in graceful majesty he is elegance and life a lady in white satin waits for him the reeds bowing like courtiers they trumpet a rich love song and they are one a tigress silently moves through the bush muscle flexing under her tight dress she is seduction and life her prey is watching her every step not knowing he is caught she gives him but one look and they are one a chattering red bolt stops to rest hurling a barrage of words he is energy and life his assault is met with counterattack she is an able match they set off on an endless chase and they are one a king soars above the world lord of all he sees he is majesty and life powerful wings set him down at her side her white hair thrown back in pride without symbols they talk and they are one a shy girl steps out of her mother’s den her firm body modestly covered in brown she is innocence and life a young buck saunters past antlers crown confusion brown eyes soften and they are one a young woman is staring at a dream her heart racing in anticipation she is hope she drifts at his side has a thousand conversations planned the bubble bursts and she is alone
what i meant was i don't know i know your eyes you've seen it before have you not i know your smile you've felt it too have you not i don't know where it comes from but maybe you do maybe you can tell me what i meant to see to feel all the why who what i that ever existed what i meant was well, you know
©Elizabeth Anker 2021