Moments to cherish
Fractions of seconds
Blinks in a lifetime
Starry soul treasure
Residing forever
These moments together
As light as a feather
Your beautiful weather
You bring many pleasure
An endless presence
A holy reference
Made from the divine
And to joy a lifeline
To everyone the sunrise
To me the skyline
And inside every rhyme
Where love will never perish
© Delia Ross. 2019
He looks at me and I exist
I form curves
The air in my lungs thicker
Wings for floating
Thoughts are clearer
I see beauty
I feel as a cloud
Ethereal and living
Pain is forgiven
Depression isn’t winning
Reasons for breathing
I breathe in divinity
I taste love
Underneath a veil and a secret
There is one who makes her weakest
A love forged from the deepest
And so she could never keep it
Two hearts that make a singular
A home where not a visitor
Like tongues that require signature
She whispered softly “Christopher”
© Delia Ross. 2019
He must love her like the wind
Wild and free and without end
His love must be the sun
Warming life from where it’s numb
His touch must be the moon
For the soul an endless womb
His gaze must be the light
Turning darkness into color overnight
His voice must be a dance
Where angels glide in a trance
His hope must be a rainbow
Forever glowing as her halo
Her love must be an ocean
Deep it goes her devotion
© Delia Ross. 2019
He smiles and my dark galaxy lights up like little fireflies glowing in the night sky
© Delia Ross. 2019
Tell me all you know
Run the hours late
Let’s see how far we can go
Open wide your window
Unlock your hearted gate
Ride the future slow
I am a vessel for your secrets
An alter or your priestess
A mobile stage for your weakness
A friend for when you need it
I can follow or be your guide
When you’re feeling lost inside
And be there if you need a ride
Anytime, I’ll be by your side
Unlike a shadow in the dark
I would never break your heart
I’ve been loyal from the start
I’ve been told love is an art
© Delia Ross. 2019
Feeling so inspired lately… ✌️
He laps her like a loyal dog chained by the guardian of hell, her purgatory – his territory
He kissed me and the Earth started to spin…
You could have just loved me the way that I deserved.
I shriveled up and died of unimportance, in case you hadn’t noticed…
Nothing I love ever makes it home.
Love. Love. What love?
It fits more like a tourniquet
I don’t want any part of it
My eyes met his eyes which awakened parts of my spirit unknowingly sleeping and even now my pulse dances anew…
He looked deeply into my eyes and said he wanted to make love to my sorrow –
So that the eyes looking back would look forward to tomorrow
She tied the anchor to my foot and pushed me off the plank while yelling, “at least you got some good poetry out of it…”
His smile made me whole. His love is a lighthouse in a dark galaxy.
© Delia Ross. 2019
His smile, like a garden rises up in me, planting seeds of love and blooms of sweet joy thick as nectar for the goddess in a womb…
© Delia Ross. 2019
I set sail for islands made of hope banded together by the echoes of his voice guiding me like starlight.
© Delia Ross. 2019
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I found a dream once
In a bottle
Walking along a white shore
Beaches of the whitest sand
Tides that whisper softly
Wishes and wants in the breeze
The bottle an endless joy
From which I drink again and again
Melancholy a distant sun
Enough to keep warm
But never burn
Oceansize kisses
From his tongue
To my soul
Seagulls swooping
Bringing poetry
In their sails
Skies of glass
And shattered clouds
With every peek he is there
Love is the breeze
From which he descends
A salty essence or tears
From times he cried
When I wasn’t here
The love is life
And I take shelter
Underneath his seashell
My sighs like morning dew
Where everything rises
Into something new
Rebirth in the stars
Fears chase comets
And forget us here
Every footstep a memory
Of what’s to come
A set of two
Of everything we’ve done
A beautiful moon in agreement
Of the life we choose
Forever full
And white beaches
That never end
© Delia Ross. 2019
Made in Heaven has been my favorite love story and film since I was 10 years old. It’s currently available to watch for free on Vudu. It’s from 1987 and you shouldn’t even watch a preview, you should just go watch the film. If it doesn’t pull on your heartstrings, then you’re probably not alive.
It’s one of the most beautiful stories ever written and I cry every single time I watch it. It ruined me on love. In a good way.
I decided I’m going to write a poem about it, in fact, I’ve already started.
So if you’d like to watch a really really good movie, that isn’t based on sex, drugs, horror, and rock and roll, but is an actual good story with thriving characters, and a soaring cast, go check it out. You can thank me later. Get your tissues ready though. sniff sniff
The film is PG.
Can you handle a PG movie or are you so desensitized from modern movies?
If you do watch it, will you let me know what you think about it? 😇
That ending scene, OH MY HEART.
I feel like watching it twice tonight.
I hope we can start where we never had stance
The circumstances surrounding just wouldn’t allow it
The messages once sent unclear in meaning
I needed time to understand what I was feeling
Moments caught with you were a dance
And while petite and frightened I still took a chance
Your voice and eyes left me in a trance
But it was really love at first glance
Your existence lifted my spirit
Inside this heart you are my dearest
My soul for you an endless lyric
Dreams of you I frequently visit
It is for you my hands are reaching
My body a temple ready and willing
If you walk my way I promise more healing
© Delia Ross. 2019
I promise to listen
Always with intention
To understand
If you can hold me
Instead of scold me
I will be your best friend
I don’t need more lessons
Or other people’s blessings
To love my man
I won’t ask you questions
Or demand from you confessions
If you let me join your clan
Please let your worries lessen
I’ll never keep you guessing
Our love will never need a plan
The moon it now shines crescent
My love is on fluorescent
There’s enough for your entire lifespan
© Delia Ross. 2019
If you can’t have it, dream about it. Fantasize. Talk to yourself. Loneliness is a state, not a being. Be one with it.
Love. Even when you can’t.
Forgiveness isn’t hard. Ego is.
You’re one second away from being older. Cherish the new.
The walls we build around us to keep the sadness out also keeps out the joy.
© Delia Ross. 2019
Crossed our wires, wrong hands for hire
and now they’re blaming me
Shooting blanks and loading tanks
with riots in the street
I’d rather bid my precious hours
where two lovers greet
And if it seems it’s worth my time,
perhaps I’ll move my feet
Into the light, we sail tonight
I brought for us a treat
You’re feeling sour, my mood can tower
it’s best that we shall meet
I promise skies, and never lies
we can be discrete
You can’t deny, I’m on your mind
I think that’s pretty neat
© Delia Ross. 2019
His smile will make a flower bloom
Like sunshine hitting over you
It feels a bit like morning dew
While burying your sorrows in a tomb
His smile is a community garden
Your wounds he will certainly pardon
He can make a heart unharden
It’s like my soul he’s always guarding
© Delia Ross. 2019
Such tight ropes we weave and trample
A love like yours I deserve to sample
Your flame is brighter than any candle
There’s not much that we couldn’t handle
I’ve never seen a face like yours
I’ve seen them all and lived through war
Walked every land, touched distant shores
You’re the only body I want to explore
© Delia Ross. 2019
His smile is a compass
Or lighthouse that guides me home
A permanent road where I’m free to roam
All enemies who enter he’ll crush
When I’m lost and all alone
I feel a sudden gentle brush
And smell a scent not like cologne
My senses ignite like a gold rush
He stands there like a stone
Fully aware he’s on his throne
My voice once loud now hush
Who needs flowers when your cheeks are flush
© Delia Ross. 2019
There’s always been something about you,
that when I look at you,
my soul just glitters;
Gold energy that seals my wounds
and puts me on display,
at shops in LA
Kintsugi for the soul
A broken soul with golden tear trails
It must look like a lightning bug
on a warm Summer’s day
Every now and then
you’ll catch a glimpse of my soul lighting up
much like when you smile at me
and I blossom like a butter cup
In those moments, life exist
I am not dead just yet
© Delia Ross. 2019
He is not the bird in a cage
He is not the burn, or the flame
He is not the bird falling from the sky
He has not the look of abandonment in his eye
He is not doubt, he is not the plague
He is not boredom nor is he rage
There is a stillness in his frame
There is melody in his name
There are not faults to rectify
Music is his only alibi
There are no moments to be void of
He will only take you ten seconds to love
There are no reasons to recon with
I always thought love was just a myth
© Delia Ross. 2019
PoeEternal 