Tigression FuPoet at Large's blog: "By my words you shall know me"

In you there lies a part

Of that first dependence;

Love that found itself

Because it was a part of us

And not related to the actors

Who might have played upon lusts

Indifferent to our needs

And thoughtlessly.

Time is our stage

And we wear all of drama's masks.

Anger, greed, and jealousy,

Passion, hope, and charity;

We know them all.

For you are you

And I am I

And love makes three.

Your hand assures me in the night

Brings me at once, delight, and warmth,

And in the dark it leads me on

Shows me the way through dreams

Where.... it is burning noon upon the desert

And we walk hand in hand

Unafraid... absorbing the heat of our

Passions into our bodies eagerly

Knowing that the shadowy twilight

And the velvet night

Will close around us eventually

And ink out our passions.

They say time is inexorable and

Can defeat the hottest passion

In the end... but while we lay tangled

We shall not ponder

If there will be more for us

When life's shut down and

We are but dust.

Does heaven wait for us?

I do not really care.

With soul bared open

I walk with you and

...it is enough just now.

I do not need some forever

Promise of the skies...

For I find my world lives here

Within your loving eyes.

Far from the clouds that

Covered the home of my youth,

(The poet mused with eyes wide open,

After thinking for ten thousand years),

I have seen much and made sense of it…

… Streets bright after the rain,

…Mountains which hide the blazing sun,

…Black woods where no mortal dwells,

…The sadness within the eyes of Death,

…Wind assaulting grasses without harm,

…What drives songbirds from their nests,

    and their music from the trees,

…Oceans draining all that the rivers might give…

But knew that I could see

Ten thousand mountains more

By merely going up one more flight

Of the stairway of life that I am climbing.

Seemingly all alone and in a foreign land,

Where twilight shadows fill my heart,

I have seen the sun, in all its glory,

Oft buried by the coming night.

I have wondered out loud the why of it,

That there is no limit to God’s,

Nor my own, capacity to love.

I have pondered those brave souls,

Who fought the fights worth fighting,

And wondered where dreams of them

Might enter, like men alive, into

The rooms where their loves lie sleeping.

You might ask me for some wit or wisdom

Garnered from all that I have known

And I would have no choice but to ask…

When might I hear your voice again

As you try to hold back your tears

That fall through some nights like rain?

For there is and was no one like you…

Too young to have learned what sorrow means,

But not old enough to bear life’s hardships.

Might I make light of life and tell you simply,

As you stand in darkness not seeing the moon,

That there are two things that you must do.

If you would wake in the morning and

Find the arrow with its point buried

Deep in the bedrock of your life, you must

First, pull the arrow out, then

draw your bow and let the arrow fly…

…and then open your eyes and seek it.

As I have loved

So will I love

   As I so love

   So will i ever

    As in the past

   As today

   As tomorrow

       I have loved

      I do love

 As I ever will

       ...have loved

      ...do love

      ...ever as I do

               I will...

As I have loved.

I have been watching rocks grow and trees smile

And drinking tea from an empty cup.

And I have discerned that...

Past the measure of time’s final footsteps…

Past the ebb and flow of the ocean’s last tide…

After the final arching of the last cloud’s tear…

I shall still long for your smile.

Is it not enough?

…To love deep and true and hard

And share of that love together

Without comment or worry about lost-love-lost?

…To care enough to give a damn?

…To love with earnest passion,

Trust with open mind and heart and feel earnest

Pain when told of past crosses borne.

…To wish to touch your cheek

One time before my life does end, and

To stand in speechless awe before

That which you have placed in my heart?

On what distant shore might we run?

Under what degree of burning sun?

Would we have to travel far

Before our future becomes our past and

Our specialove proves it may stand time's test?

I do not know…but for my part I shall wager

All that I have on God's single roll of cosmic dice

And to that end…

I may even beg to place them

In the palm of his hand.

Stand by my side, woman.

Naked... body and soul.

Reveal your true self to me.

Shed the fear from your eyes.

And let love bind us together.

Can you not see my love

Waiting for you with open arms.

....Oh, my sunlit-midnight

The feelings that capture me when

I merely think of you...

I see a thousand lifetimes before me

A vast expanse of eternity

Waiting to be filled by you and I.

...Shall we soon be there?

Floating in a pool of pure passion?

What chance have we to sleep

When faced with such as this?

...Shall some small measure

Of mercy be meted out to us?

That your heart might echo

These thoughts from mine,

Would drown me in a tear-filled

Sea of happiness.

Measure me not with your man-made measures

…For I would never do such things to you

…For I have known the heart of new-love

…And it transformed my world anew.

How might I prove the truth of this?

…That it is in giving that we receive

…That it is in loving that we know true-love

…Finding no means then to deceive.

Should I be like so many others?

…Who play with words and twist their call

…Who play with hearts and therefore cheapen

…True-love’s true nature for us all.

I find that it can ne’er be so

…That I might not love so deep nor well

…That I might take the path most traveled

…That leads past heaven and on towards hell.

For you that ask…Love has called me

…To bear its standard proud and high

…To share its measure with all who’ll listen

…And hush their whispers and their sighs.

It is for you then to hear this calling

…Let love smite hard and deep and clean

…And know that in the final counting

…The love you’ll know only God has seen.

You have only pain that you hold on to

…And only fear that you let live

…And you lessen the nature of your own heart

…When for no reason you cannot give.

It is my hope, my fond desire

…It is my most reverent, persistent prayer

…That you might stop and look deep in my heart

…And know once, forever, what God’s placed there.