I envy them, him, their love has a pureness seen only in the final pages of old dusty fairytale books, each kiss I believe renders them immortal, spells dispersed and magic created in the enchanted presence of such a love as theirs. Such a simple existence, a moments kiss and passion fills their auras spilling outward, exploding into the melancholy day and yet, a kiss filled with so much desire and not an iota of indecency, as though they are God’s angels, as though their love is blessed by the heavens and coveted in white feathers. They speak with their eyes, knowing glances that say, ‘ill be back soon my love, but in these seconds without you, know only this, I exist for you, for you.’ I envy them, him, her, I envy them.
This is an observational poem on a couple I see almost daily, in the latter part of their lives now they still love each other with a pure depth, she stands at the gate waving till he’s at the end of the road, where he gives her one last wave before he turns the corner… It’s a beautiful thing to watch.
I have a deep yearning within me for solitude silence, for the swaying grass, and whistling leaves for rolling hills endless skies of blue and the rising giggle of the days sun spilling across lush green grass just beyond the railroad and her one a week station that sits patiently without sound, yearning for the hustle and buzzle of life.
Sleep has become the bane of my existence, friend and foe in toxic measures caressing me in captive resistance depriving me of sleeps pleasures. Sleep has become a lost source of mind swinging me in kinetic fusion held hostage in the recess of moments I find relief is becoming just an allusion. Sleep is becoming a far of dream even the lucid variant is missing and the sandman never hears my wishing. Sleep has become the bane of my existence, drowning in the moments so insistent.
I wonder does the soul feel space do we sense miles peppered by oceans and feel the entanglement of constellations. Does the earth’s axis polarize magnetism splitting the vibrational field? Rhetorically science is not the answer I search for…