I was driving home last eve
She said,"Ma! Look! Tee hee! They
love
each other!"
To the left of the single lane,
in the tall golden hay,
sat a couple
She sat with her back to him,
between his legs
He, held her in his arms
as the sun sliced the sky
I stopped,
right on the road
Honey suckle blowing in the late breeze
I watched them,
We watched them
for just a bit
They loved each other

And all I wanted
was to be the honeysuckle

Once the pen reaches the paper
I am home.

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I bathe you with my tears of love,
Hoping that it will overflow,
And that someday,
It will sail you next to me.


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.

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You've filled my cup with your love,
That's why I spill my love over you.

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.

For the last five years I have treated you
As a closed door
Nailed shut
Buried in a graveyard I taught my heart to forget

But looking at you
Hearing the sound of our mixed laughter
Your warm brown eyes that have always felt like coming home  

I'm not so sure anymore
It just seems like this could work this time
And what an utterly terrifying thought
That I could end up with what I had always wanted from the beginning
How utterly poetic
If my first love also was my last

I don't think I've actually written a poem
It's always felt as if I was rather discovering it as I went along

They warned me to be careful
They told me I was playing with fire

But they don't know that I can't get burned
Because I am made of embers
The fire is already blazing in me