Cherish You in Poetry is the Window to the Soul...

  • March 23, 2015, 6:38 a.m.
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And sometimes the inspiration comes from old lines in the written poems of my heart..

“Cherish You”

I lay here wanting
Wondering
Puzzling about inside my head
How it is I managed you
Outfought the damaged you
And somehow found the
So very close to marriage you
Laying here next to me
Inside the battlefield of love
That is our bed
I sigh happily and so deeply
Drawing in a soulful breath
As I curl your sheet-less leg
About my very own
How is it I managed you
And have kept you from
Your greatest doubter –
The embarrassed you
Your mind an unstable ladder
Thoughts so frantic, so flurried
A doorway to disaster
That would – once opened
Only seek to vanish you
And set free the fury of
The embattled you
Wanting to perish you
And that’s precisely when I
Place my hand in your own
Press my lips to you in a sweet kiss
And we share the soulful air
Consume the fears
Breathing softly away
All the worries and doubt
That do not cherish you
That do not bandage you
I will not abandon you!
Not ever! Not Now!
I will not walk away from you
Should you falter
Should you Fall
I shall reach down
I shall carry you
Until the doorway you see
Is the one that leads
Away from doubt and to me
I will carry you
I will bandage you
I will cherish you
And then marry you
In the magic moment of
Our own storybook ending
A fairy tale wedding
In the wisps of the Willows
In our garden of Fall

© Brian Milici
March 23, 2015

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Waiting For Sunrise March 24, 2015

Beautiful! Softly ethereal yet grounded enough in reality that it speaks straight to the (diminutive, denied and derided) part of my heart that would love to believe it is truly possible for one person to save another from themself...

LoveSuicide Waiting For Sunrise ⋅ March 24, 2015

Aw, I suspect that is the most difficult part of your heart to get to.. but I wonder if that is actually so. Hmm, I do believe one can save another. When that other wants to be saved.

Waiting For Sunrise LoveSuicide ⋅ March 25, 2015

That is true, perhaps; maybe the reality is that nobody can save another unassisted, and that people need the right help to save themselves: the truth is compromise, teamwork, a unity. Two people together can achieve what neither could do alone.

LoveSuicide Waiting For Sunrise ⋅ March 25, 2015

I absolutely agree with that. In the same vain, I am discovering that what once two people could do together, when one is not interested any longer in that shared mindset or goal can rip not only the unity apart. It can also have devastating effects upon the individuals involved. Sometimes one's own penchant for self-destruction takes down quite the body count with collateral, or make that shared, damage.

Waiting For Sunrise LoveSuicide ⋅ March 25, 2015

This is the greatest, heaviest guilt of the self-destructive. Things which were once self-contained, when shared, spread poison into the lives of others, and the touch of ruin can never be entirely cleaned from those it stains.

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