this is how you love her | poem

poem

if only

if only

there was enough verse in song to express

the timeless intimacies of how it feels to be caught out

by your hourglass presence.

instant need for gratification.

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if only

loneliness played out

like a song over movie credits

as you woke to meet, an awakening of you.

fingertip touch broke a mooning evening.

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if only

a love song could ease, just as easily

sight of you laying down arms.

another moonless night

stood on the edge of sentimental cliché.

no stars big enough steal my attention.  

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do we ever sound the same

when mimicking the other’s actions?

by a doorway, we stand to applaud the rainfall

until traffic lights turn green

and remind us it’s time to go.