Excerpts from an Old Journal: Love Poem in Two Acts

ACT I

This is part love poem
part song with no melody
just rhythm                                          with talented back up harmony
It is part nervous rant
IT is part proof to myself that I have something to say.
It is part proof to you that you have something to listen to.

Just like I am part proof that my Ancestors were once alive

Just like this poem is part proof that it was worth it.....

ACT II

The fibers on the couch and the cushion of its pillows help me relax as i look at you

Beautiful

The sight of you, the feel,
your texture in laughter
and the tension of your stress.

The tightening of your muscles.
Your heartbeat,
drums pounding through tender silence,

the sound of you.

Like the smell of you.
Misplaced flower.

Visited by an urban bee
 who simply observes and admires,
despising the distance as much as his desire.

My inadequacy keeps me from fully discovering you

I love all your beauty and all your sadness.