Revolve

Revolve

With infinity before us

I smile

My fingers brushing yours

Pondering our unique perfection

Your kind eyes

And wounded heart

Have stolen my breath

And I gladly allow your thievery

They say never fall in love with a poet

Because their words are sometimes lies

An unachievable imagined future

But that is why I want to write the next stanza with you

A canvass that we both paint together

A story we share

I want your hand guiding my heart, pen, and brush

You have become the center of my solar system

I crave your voice, your hair, your mouth

Food is no longer my nourishment

You are my hunger and happiness

My future kingdom

My yellow and shining sun

Giving me hope

And even brighter possible tomorrows

This love

So fragile and tender

It is us

Do we see forever in one another’s eyes

The answer is irrelevant

For all that matters is now

And your smile

13 February 2018

Robert Lloyd