He loves you like he’s
Never loved anyone —
And you never looked happier
Tag: Love Stories
Bryan’s Winter Memory
everything he ever wanted
but wouldn’t even risk dreaming
was happening
he didn’t need to say the perfect thing
or be the perfect guy
he just needed her
and she was like
bathing in flowers
somewhere, beyond
even winter’s warmest beauty
was the feel of her
To share is human:
found his heart
“love us”, she said, “and
prove me wrong
in my mistrusting”
and he, who
had never treasured,
found his heart
To share is human:
He Listened
She said to come and love her, since
To love needed no reason —
He listened, as was due her need,
Responding, then, in kind
She said to keep the covenant;
To break it would be treason —
He listened, as was fit and right,
And so kept true in mind
She said: to love, it knows no age,
No distance, and no season —
He listened, with his ears and heart
Although his eyes grew blind
So keep the windows, open, and
Let all the light and breeze in —
And listen, always, to your love,
And so be
Intertwined
To share is human:
Screens II
She thinks about a boy she knew
Some thought an ignoramus;
He loved her rocky, yes, but true,
Before she was so famous
For image now is everything,
But it’s not really fair:
To build your everything from stuff
That isn’t really
There
To share is human:
Upon This Lane
Upon this lane, in former times,
We’d see them, walking hand in hand;
A pretty girl, a handsome boy,
It seemed they had their futures planned,
Right here – in former times.
Upon this lane, the sunset fell,
And he walked by one day, alone,
For she was gone, that pretty girl,
And darkness in his eyes had grown
After the sunset fell.
Upon this lane he shuffles by,
A limping man you’d never know
Had been a lover in his time
As bright as any beam or bow –
For hearts beat on, when often they
Have lost their cause for beating;
The sheep are in the meadow now,
I hear them back there, bleating —
He walks now, with his hat and cane,
The sunset goes, the night comes on –
A handsome boy who lost his love
And waits to sleep, and find the dawn
Where he will touch her hand once more,
Upon this lane,
Upon this lane.
To share is human:
The Music of Your Heart
He heard the music of your heart that day;
He lost his own, and hasn’t seen it since —
He says he could forget you, given time,
But it’s not me he’s trying to convince
To share is human:
Love, and The Distant Winter
She’d always liked him, but he was
Her older brother’s friend;
She thought he’d never look at her
That way
For seasons pass, and days go by,
And dreams come to an end,
And expectation leaves. But then,
One day —
He saw her in the winter snow,
Just passing in the street;
And asked her out to dinner,
On the spot
And now, it’s been five years, and she
Cannot imagine how
They’ve come so far, or how it’s stayed
So hot –
But unimagined times can come.
She lives and knows that now —
The time goes sailing by,
It fairly hums –
She doesn’t take for granted
What she yearned for all those years —
Just lives and loves each day
The way it comes
