a love ostentatious

this poem was very intense for me to write, at one point i had to stop and cry...i mean really cry....enjoy

A love ostentatious

like a million raindrops

fall to the earth in shapes of delight, passion and pride

prancing on globes painted with the lives and thoughts of men

you smile flirting with my heart

you dance, in vain attempts to pull me into your romance

you write poems of everlasting love and raging jealousies

catching my eyes with a million pen strokes not defined by time

scribing out my name as it falls unheeded to the ground

in shapes of love, needs and wants

your want of me

like the indigo wind blowing through

trees of roses and honeysuckles

wants an audience of one

bending the atmosphere to your fragrant breath

mighty gusts of adoration

cause strands of hair to flow around the frame

of my face, our face

and you take a picture

name it beauty

and show it off to your father

claiming me before the world knew me

but I knew you not

and so a love ostentatious

like a million raindrops

falls to the earth in shapes of pain, desire and intense fire

a cross

carried on your back, in vain attempts to

garner my attention

as I gaze on worldly affections

a cross

carried on my neck,

brightened dark colors sparkle in darkened states

as I cry out to truth, not knowing the curses I cried were for you

and in response you rise towards the sky unashamed in your love for me

exposed to the spittle of stank breath

like a million raindrops

bending my will to your ocean of tears

drowning me in currents of mercy, grace, and acceptance

I look up at you

shocked and slightly amused at such an expression of I love you….

my salty trail causes strands of hair to stick to my face, our face

like the green grass surrounded by a million raindrops

falling to the ground in shapes of eternity, cravings, and forgiveness

your thunder claps at my pleas of repentence

bending my will to your affectionate kiss

mighty gusts of adoration

accompany our dance

and swept up in your arms

you take a picture of our joy manifested

and name it beauty

and show it off to your father

and he smiles

and writes in the fabric of time

about your ostentatious love for me

a million raindrops: salvations journey

April 6, 2010…la.moi