A poem about falling in love, if love was a pond.
The night lies heavy around me,
With its stillness and calm,
No life for miles around.
I walk alone,
Through the forest of dreams,
Strolling past the majestic reaches of
Crisp evergreens,
Thinking of the day I’ll meet the one
I know can be
My one.
But for today,
I walk alone.
Tall, green giants part,
Revealing a clearing of satin
Grasses and leathery hedges,
Surrounding a cool, clean pond.
That pond is your love,
The clearing your life,
The surroundings your
Mannerisms, clothes, smiles, tears, and fears,
All are a shadow of you,
The things that make you,
You.
I long for your waters,
But for today,
I am alone.
I stand on an edge,
Your love that deep, country pond,
With crystal waters of hidden talents,
Shinning in the moon’s blue hazy smile,
Its teeth glimmering across the stillness of its
Pastel surface and calm sensuous surface.
I pause,
Seeing something unseen before,
A sign,
A pale sign,
Written by your finger,
With blood that does not dry,
Nor lose its very life cells.
Upon it crimson words of warning
To those who would dare
Approach your love pond.
Its bloody letters read:
Be ye ever careful,
Be ye ever still,
Be ye ever truthful,
Be ye ever aware,
Those before you,
Those after you,
Tempt me not,
Lest ye understand deep cost.
I pause,
Considering,
But your waters deep
Call me to come.
I stand on pond’s edge,
The broken and fallen tree of my life
Stretches out over
Your placid depths.
I dare not break the stillness therein,
I dare not Dare not.
Time passes,
I lean ever forward,
Your every smile,
Your every laugh,
Your every tear,
Drawing me to fall,
Into your love pond.
I smile,
Walls coming down,
Slow motions,
Still captured rapture,
I slip from the broken tree,
My life.
Falling headlong into your love pond.
Sensations of weightlessness,
Then of floating,
I discover I cannot swim
In such rive love.
My head goes under,
I fight to stay above
The still, clear waters.
My struggles send ripples and waves
Across your love pond.
Upsetting both our worlds.
I tire,
Unable to stay above your love.
Head drops under,
I hold my deepest breath,
Sensations of your love surrounds me,
Drenching my clothes,
Filling my ears,
Stinging my eyes with tears of
Joy and delight.
I open my eyes,
Your love a deep blue
Fading to dark in its
Murky depths.
No one can save me,
No one can set free me.
I open my mouth,
Your love pours in,
A sudden panic rising,
But lasting but a moment,
I let go,
Let go of freedom chains
And of being single.
The remaining air from
My frail lungs
Passes out in small bubbles of
Sweet nothings and
Whispered wishes.
I give in,
I give up.
I drift ever deeper,
Settling on the floor
Of your love pond
Forever.
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