Our time dims twilight to our birth,
as we forecast a spring never-ending,
our blossom forever in bloom.
We share optimistic lies,
wishing on an unlikely future.
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Union
poetry
Made for Two
Temptations echo
as Tupac ruminates
on clandestine longing.
My eyes listing
across your profile’s face.
Our departure long formed,
an ocean of years between us.
The first drop spilling
a premature end
to a former friend.
On your face I see
your successes, exciting and contemporary;
and my heart outlines a jealous love.
An Other’s Love
With my heart my weapon,
I compete for yours.
My opponent equally equipped,
though seemingly more adept.
Egyptian Cotton
I dived in bed,
A brief respite before I leave.
For a moment I smelt you;
Your scent in my sheets,
I was happy.
I was with you.
Habibi
Eyes deep
lashes beckoning.
A visage an intriguing exotic.
Hair, strands of long earthen silk,
tumbling carefree.
Her presence is rich and warm,
blooming conversations
of all sweet and sensitive.
She speaks in hushed rooms
between sips of jasmine tea,
listening.
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Sommer
A million temptations surround me,
all of another’s desire,
my desire lays elsewhere,
my heart alongside hers.
In this room of music and alcohol,
my mind races to you,
chasing warm thoughts of summer.
Marseille
Lost dans le sud,
In a city if sand and chateaux.
The ambience est chaud,
Les oiseaux chantent aux cafés
de place de Lenche.
The chorus of passers-by,
animating the narrow streets.
An Indelicate Amour
Thoughts of you lie
the wrong side
of our violent rupture.
An image muddied,
once clear.
I saw hurt,
old sorrows whipping
a spite filled tongue.
Lashing, at those a threat
to your whims and wants.
J.C. FitzDerick 