Poetry

Love is 4C

Love is 4C

Densely packed, tightly coiled and fiercely protective of the jewel I guard

A fortress

Why would I allow just anything to comb through?

You must match my strength, compliment my nobility

Do you have the strength? Better yet, do you have the knowledge?

From week to week I proclaim new levels of brilliance. Glistening with the anointing of all things essential

The fool looks at me and says my height is my everything

But that’s shrinkage and when stretched, the sound is deafening

Aqua’s my refresh, whole in every state

Neither difficult or basic, fear will not compensate

Poetry

Confetti

I just want to see you in the morning

When the sun rises up, and frames your pretty face

Let the glow illuminate,

Accentuate your cheeks

And make your highlight pop

Let your love fall like confetti

Gently covering me, landing on my shoulders and getting stuck in my eyelashes.

I want to find it burrowed in my hair a fortnight later, showing me you’ll always be there

Float around me

Be sure to scatter prettily

And in the end when you are gathered in a pile

I’ll set you free…

… Into the sea

… For eternity

Although death parted us

Our love will flow forever