I want to stretch you to the stars
Unlock all your windows and doors
Take you to a romantic peak you’ve never been to before
Turn up the music on the way
Only pop and rock and roll
Then rest your jet-lagged soul
Since it’s not just these words
I’m fluent in touch too
Once ignited there’s
No tidal wave on Earth
That could put me out
I have full mastery
Over the flames
So hot I could burn endlessly
Even as a fire in Antarctica
Feel my heat just one time
And they’ll hear your screams
From the land of the free and the home of the brave
All the way across the sea to the highest point of the Himalayas
But—please!—don’t let your mother read these feelings
Because I was grounded when my mother read yours
I Don’t Know Very Much
I’m unsure of how to start a fire in the wild
I don’t know how many elements are on the periodic table
I can’t really recall the location of every state or country
Nor parallel park or write my cursive correctly
So maybe I just don’t know very much
But I do know that any time spent with you
Is a chance to have the greatest day of my life
Unscrambled
Rain used to be
My favorite at midnight
Now it’s just you
And a thousand hugs and kisses
Under a cherry moon
I never grow tired of repeating:
I love you; I love you; I love you
Scrambled
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nomg ha rvit iytdaefitm
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sinnk dssntuh ah deaaug dsa os
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l o oo, yu l voyuvuyii, oevoe il e
Overambitious Love
By Benjamin Grossman and Cassa Bassa
Her emerald beauty circled his upright being
She stretched her sublime allure to capture the snow
He felt the weight in totality
It exceeded what he could possibly endure
Most days there was a smokey haze between them
And this fog formed uneven walls
With tiny openings just wide enough
To let toxic fumes leak through
In desperation, she let out her slow poison
He turned himself inside out to survive
But was never the same man as before
Nor she the same woman
They had interwoven like a tree wrapped in vines
They wanted to thrive under any conditions
That’s what all lovers long to do
Tragically they couldn’t harness the moonlight
Nor grow within the embers of dying flames
(This is part of a collaborative poetic effort between myself and Cassa Bassa. Make sure you check out her blog by visiting Flicker Of Thoughts. She’s a favorite poetess of mine.)
I Don’t Love You
I don’t love you
I know that now.
Perhaps I did at first
But I’m unsure.
I’ve overthought the subject of us more than once
Concluded only this: I care for you
In a way that far exceeds love’s feebleness
And in words that are yet to even exist.
Apology Wars
We’ve never raised a voice
Nor slammed a door
Yet still we engage in these epic apology wars:
Saying sorry for nothing
That needs saying sorry for.
Loveship (Song Lyrics)
[Verse 1]
We were not next of kin
We weren’t even friends
A relationship seemed
Impossible then
[Pre-Chorus]
But then we found, we found
What we should’ve never found
We couldn’t drown, couldn’t drown
What we should’ve never found
[Chorus]
We made a loveship
And it’s just how it sounds
We’re in a loveship
And we’re never coming down
We’re in a loveship
Sounds hip, kids want this now
We’re in a loveship
And we’re never coming down, no
We’re never coming down, no
We’re never coming down
[Verse 2]
We thought not to trust
We’d be friends and not lust
A relationship seemed
Impossible to us
[Pre-Chorus]
But then we found, we found
What we should’ve never found
We couldn’t drown, couldn’t drown
What we should’ve never found
[Chorus]
We made a loveship
And it’s just how it sounds
We’re in a loveship
And we’re never coming down
We’re in a loveship
Sounds hip, kids want this now
We’re in a loveship
And we’re never coming down
We made a loveship
And it’s just how it sounds
We’re in a loveship
And we’re never coming down
We’re in a loveship
Sounds hip, kids want this now
We’re in a loveship
And we’re never coming down, no
We’re never coming down, no
We’re never coming down
Some Poetry
I don’t know the perfume of your skin
But I bet it’s some poetry
I don’t know the flavor of your lips
But I’m sure it’s sweet and savory
I don’t know the beauty of your walk
But I’m thinking rather divinely
I don’t know the shape of your love
But I’m guessing it’s extraordinary
I do know, however, the rarity of your face
And, my darling, it’s some kind of poetry
Issues
So I have this issue and
there’s no exact medical term for it.
But when I look into your eyes
I’m transported to a place where
it always rains sunshine.
And maybe that doesn’t sound like an issue.
But when I really, really miss you
it feels like some incurable disease
akin to an elephant using my chest as a scale
or a vampire sucking my soul through a straw.
So yeah, I have this issue, I think
where I fall deeper in love
with you every nanosecond.
And maybe you have it, too?