Love Poems - Time and Space
My love
I used to hear your voice
Loving, sensual, stern
Indignant
Flowing waves
Fluctuate
Shiver, vibrate
From lips
To delicate ears
But sound
Can only travel so far
Only masters
A little space
When words are spoken
Like those we shared
The space between us
Alas time
Time separates
Places insurmountable
Distance
Between us
But what time,
What space thus
Separates, divides
Two lovers
Who once held so close
Each heart
That time and space
Did divide and separate
For them?
But this lover
Won't be divided
Except by love
When he fails to
Ease her heart
Or make her soul complete
The voice
Was found
Captured
Imprisoned in time
A small capsule
Tamed to perform
This disembodied voice
May serve only to remind
Of all that was left behind
What was once melodic tones
Is now naught
But static and discord
And for you
A white box
Captured fleeting words
On a dark night
When bodies lay close
And stomachs, hearts
Had not gone hungry
But indulged
Sinned and repent
Both
Voice and heart
Thought time and space
Could be decieved
Would suffer defeat
Alas
A voice of love
Now disembodied
Dis-attached
Devoid of emotion
For one that listens
Serves only to hurt
Wrench from the heart
Memories of time and space
And the fact that two
Once one
Are torn apart.
I used to hear your voice
Loving, sensual, stern
Indignant
Flowing waves
Fluctuate
Shiver, vibrate
From lips
To delicate ears
But sound
Can only travel so far
Only masters
A little space
When words are spoken
Like those we shared
The space between us
Alas time
Time separates
Places insurmountable
Distance
Between us
But what time,
What space thus
Separates, divides
Two lovers
Who once held so close
Each heart
That time and space
Did divide and separate
For them?
But this lover
Won't be divided
Except by love
When he fails to
Ease her heart
Or make her soul complete
The voice
Was found
Captured
Imprisoned in time
A small capsule
Tamed to perform
This disembodied voice
May serve only to remind
Of all that was left behind
What was once melodic tones
Is now naught
But static and discord
And for you
A white box
Captured fleeting words
On a dark night
When bodies lay close
And stomachs, hearts
Had not gone hungry
But indulged
Sinned and repent
Both
Voice and heart
Thought time and space
Could be decieved
Would suffer defeat
Alas
A voice of love
Now disembodied
Dis-attached
Devoid of emotion
For one that listens
Serves only to hurt
Wrench from the heart
Memories of time and space
And the fact that two
Once one
Are torn apart.
By Hilary Wheaton
posted by fluffylittlebunny @ 10:18 AM
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