Tied To My Love

His love is like an eclipse

Or the highest peak of a mountain range covered in clouds

His love is a wild river overrun

A dry desert now muddy

He has energy like the Northern Lights which flutter in my soul

His grasp is a tether tied to my love

© Delia Ross. 2019

(I want to turn this into a rhyme so badly but…)

Am I suppose to stop loving him? I need answers.

Beginnings in Endings

Beginnings in endings
Soft steps of destiny
Like pillows for the needing
Love letters for the mending
Like lovers when they’re healing
When time is for the stealing

Your kiss is the life I missed
Your kiss will stop the apocalypse
When love is like an eclipse
When doubts are in the abyss
When safety it is this
When silence are my lips

Home is your kingdom in my heart
When worlds come together, not apart
When my hand is your start
Where your step is the best part
Your existence my art
Where my love will never depart

© Delia Ross. 2019


I write these words for you, they are yours, as is my heart.

Sycamore

Like pieces of Sycamore branching off
Exposing the white of the bark
Exposing the light from within my sweet heart
These pieces break off so you can build an ark
Now take your worry and leave it in the dark

© Delia Ross. 2019

I would like to be crafty enough to grow this one. Some of you find words like molasses. Others dig and dig and dig and still find none.

Deep Wide Open

He said my love is poison
But I’ve only ever loved him
Spaces for him were in the deep wide open
As I made room to let love in

I may be in pieces, it’s true I’ve been broken
But I glued them together and now I’m bespoken
As for my heart, it was returned from where it was stolen
And my feelings for you are deeper than any ocean

© Delia Ross. 2019

Rain

It is a light, warm rain, so it doesn’t matter
And the moon tonight is full as are your lips
And your eyes are staring at me like I’m her
A feeling that I’ve never had occur

And the only sounds we hear are mostly beats
And it’s getting louder every time we breathe
There’s some danky music far away in the streets
And the rain is louder falling at our feet

The trees are gently sighing with the wind
I whispered in your ear don’t let it end
But I knew that you would ask so I said it again
And as I was repeating you made a grin

I gently started shaking in the rain
It’s like you just released me from my chain
Or maybe just release from all the pain
And tears were the main attraction at this stage

Your fingertips remind me I’m okay
But closer to your lips I start to sway
And then your thumb will wipe my tears away
And neither have a thing we want to say

© Delia Ross. 2019

Sometimes connections are more than just sexual. Deeper connections require more work sure but isn’t the chemistry richer, the moments more meaningful, the things unsaid but everything said, I dunno, love is a rare element and shouldn’t you care for it and nurture it like a garden? Flesh kills the spirit if in the wrong hands. You believe it?

Butterflies

Falling further into his dark skies
Even in the lows he gives me highs
Even when he’s gone his cape will fly
And when I’ve crossed a line he still will try

I extend my wings cuz love defies
He hides behind a wall of sad goodbyes
There’s writings all around that shield his lies
He needs a lot of fuel to hide his sighs

He claims I’m just a hunter here to pry
But that won’t explain the butterflies
He thinks I’m just a doll who only cries
But that won’t change the winnings of your prize

You can change your hand but fate has not a guise
Even through your troubles I am falling for your eyes
I stab the pitch black night so I can feel you rise
Baby you free me, look at that sunrise

© Delia Ross. 2019

I find him incredibly sexy and he turns me into a raving beast actually but I definitely don’t want to hunt or cage him…

Sorry for the long rhyme and double rhyme in the ends but I think it worked!?!

I know it’s only been like 5 minutes since I said it before but I loves him.

Vices

Diamonds and pearls, may please the girls, but his kiss is all I desire

Leather and fur, might make me purr, but his eyes set me on fire

Boys and their toys, always want noise, but his voice makes me tremble

And the heaven in me, well it takes a knee, for his body is a sacred temple

I suppose flowers are nice, but the poetry he writes, makes my soul assemble

And if I had time, to put his lips to mine, I’m certain our flame would burn higher

© Delia Ross. 2019

“She lives on Love Street/ lingers long on Love Street/ She has a house and garden/ I would like to see what happens/ la la la la la la la la la la” *skips off singing The Doors*

Look man, I would totally let you climb up through my window and read me poetry. Yah? I think we might even like some of the same bands. Giggles It’s okay if you don’t know me, many people don’t even know themselves. Let’s get lost together, in each other, and found again. I’m ready. And you may not know your worth but I would take a bullet for you. I would do anything for you really. 🌛🌜

P.S. I’m just a girl (you won’t need superpowers but you already have them inside you).

P.S.S. you can get to know me without letting the world in (or end).

P.S.S.S. I am a safe place (I won’t ask you your secrets and I won’t guilt-trip you if you don’t love me the way I do you).

P.S.S.S.S. you know me, we’re one, like yin and yang. Sillies.

Kingdom Come

The days are slow, the nights are longer
Without the white of moon, he will wonder
Without the glare of sun, he will wander
And when the Moon is full so is his hunger

He has been going down a path of the unknown
Following her, in any weather, through any zone
Treading on forever, any havoc, any wrong
He has known the route for ages, for she is his kingdom

© Delia Ross. 2019

Kingdom come, thy will be done, come conquer this land… amens

Footsteps

Love is the variable
It is incomparable
I’ll stop loving you, just short of forever

Eyes never leave, his eyes on my back
And follow he will, every single track
She cannot turn around, and she knows that
But whether he knows is a different fact

Do the winds of fate ever slow?
Will her dusty eyes ever close?
Does her halo, in this hell, even glow?
She cannot live without him, does he know?

Small footsteps through the chimes of time
Deep footprints, for hers, he would climb
And through the wind he echoes “mine”
And in the dirt she leaves him rhyme

© Delia Ross. 2019

That first stanza, I know *sigh*, I come with mistakes.

Percentages

Atone? She scoffed, her wings curled in and the tips had frost

And then from the distance and frigid past, a noise of an entry, he returned at last

And the shockwaves and ripples, commenced, standing on emptiness

She sighed, “what did you forget”?

“…that I’m in, one hundred percent”, he replied

© Delia Ross. 2019

I don’t really know what to call this thing but it was just something I was feeling cuz feelings happen in the now…

Remember Me

Will you remember me when the pages are torn from the book
Six feet under is the only direction to look
After I have taken you to places you rarely go
And I make you confront things you’d rather not know

Will you change a picture for a face?
Reduce 3 to 1 and find embrace
Will you remember the love when I haven’t a voice
And never forget I hadn’t a choice

You and me we are one map
The threads of fate now overlap
Like a Figure 8 we’re meant to last
The amount of love is in the vast

The need is deeper than the Grand Canyon
There is no answer to the question
And yet I rush in to fill the sea
And only you can stop the need

Alpha Omega, yin and yang
Together our force, the big bang
I’m Niagara Falls, falling for you
And I love every layer of you too

© Delia Ross. 2019

I just sat down and freestyle spilled this out and probably could of kept going cuz the love is infinite and endless but it needed to be said…

Carat

I try to be real underneath the private
I shed skins of transparency where most will hide it
And words they slip off my tongue like velvet
I gift him poetry instead of expensive carat

© Delia Ross. 2019

If you are tired of reading my micropoetry, feel free to read my 3 part epic tragedy I wrote a few years back (more like over a decade ago but who’s counting)… it’s titled MY SON and I feel is some of my greatest work (it’s super easy to use the little search box on my site but also, this year was the first time I released it publicly, it previously could only be found in my book)…

Reflection

He has heaven in his eyes but he will show you the abyss
You can call him by his name though he may not answer by it
For he is blind to his reflection and unaware of his own existence
But I would recognize him anywhere, in any mask, for he is hard to miss
He has iron in his touch and heavy is the one to hold the fist
Building foundations of regret from the lips of a poet
And softly does he roam all the roads of my heart and spirit

© Delia Ross. 2019

Sweet Nothings

I pull fragments of my dreams out of my center
I carefully knead them with love until they are tender
I tie them with hope and a sign that spells ENTER
They are filled with sweet nothings to get you through winter

So off with the wind, I have to send you my love dear
And if you can imagine, it’s just like I’m whispering in your ear
I stand on my tippy-toes so I make sure you can hear me clear
Then I gently kiss your lips and remind you there’s nothing to fear

© Delia Ross. 2019

Starlight

Love her wild
Leave her full
Touch her mild
You will see her form

She will make your indigo glow
She will carve out a chunk so you may have a root
She will give life to the lip
In her, you can grow
You can wallow
You can save your soul

Let her jump in and taste your desire
Infinity is deep
So is her reach
And the distance you keep

The only witness is love
We’ve got that as our teacher
Even your name ends with her

She brings on the rain that can make you clean
Crawl under her to feel something

Your seeds were planted for sprouting
The direction you’re going needs a little rerouting

The night is pierced with scars
The light is breaking through
The doubt is gone from you
Watch her twinkle too

© Delia Ross. 2019

Togetherness

I see you everywhere.
But instead of faces in the crowd,
It’s worry in my brow,
In every hollow laugh,
In questions of why and how,
In responses of no but now.

I feel you in every reality.
While sleeping or barely coping.
When drowning but keep on joking.
Any time I feel like moping.
When my hands are bound from hoping.
The hundred sighs my mouth keep moaning.

My subconscious won’t let you slide.
And so I find you in every rhyme.
To an email I sent some guy.
It doesn’t matter who does reply.
I pretend it’s you every time.

My mind is in an endless dream,
And we’re together in an alternate galaxy.
And so if in that one it can repeat,
And every fiber of me too agrees.
We may be separate but I feel complete,
And when I talk to you I feel release.

© Delia Ross. 2019

My oh My

My dreams are the color of your eye
My pillow is the softness of your lie
My blanket is the breath under your sigh
My will existed the moment you said hi

My sun shines whenever you are near
My day starts when I have you here
My heart is protected in your sphere
My love is in the atmosphere

My wish was granted the day you noticed me
My truth is written here to see
My dare is to never watch you leave
My coven are the hopes that you weave

© Delia Ross. 2019

Outer Space

I am not his
No no no
But I can pretend like this

Today we went for our first coffee
And as he sat next to me talking
I wondered if he saw a zombie
But then he leaned in and kissed me softly

He is not mine
No no no
But I still call him my valentine

His kiss takes me to cosmic landscapes
One ounce of his love opens the floodgates
One word of his rhyme and I can’t keep a straight face
One glance of his eyes takes me to outer space

© Delia Ross. 2019

Growth

I could run along the meadows where I’m wild and free
I could run into the ages until he’s tired of watching me
I can erase all the shadows where the light can never reach
I can remove all the lessons that he ever failed to teach
I should grow a tongue that has better speech

I would dance away the loneliness with every aching hour
I would step with hope and fill him with a love that gives him power
I will let him trample over me collecting each wildflower
I will let him pull the weeds from me that make me feel a coward
I am growing every second where I feel his light encounter

© Delia Ross. 2019

Longing

Oh dear gates of sorrow, pass me through!
I bow and give it all to you
My remorse is as full as the Moon
The way it shines, I shine for you too
Because your light still reaches truth
And when it comes to loving you
It can never be too soon

Oh my longing is as warm as the Sun!
And when it reaches me, I come undone
The way he teaches me, as if I’m the only one
And if ever facing regret, there isn’t none
And when it comes to life, you make me burn
And if I see your eyes, my own brighten
If you change your mind, I’m never done

© Delia Ross. 2019

Connections

He stands on the shore with an expression on his face resembling shame

It’s as if, by looking at me, I have the power to make him clean

The blue in his eyes faded, at precisely the moment, I withdrew

The hour came down so heavy, the moment that he knew

He stands as if his arms are holding all the pain

Or a brace, for the fall, it is certain after all

For I’m on a ship he never seems to reign

And I’m watching him with eyes that never strain

Looking back though, I never meant to blame

I feel my face harden, my cheeks a rosey garden, my tears now offer pardon

Because you brought my life its value

And as the waves start to accrue, just like my love for you, no matter what you do, so with a sigh or two, I slowly come unglue, because I’m not exactly sure what to do

And my only thought is how I need you too…

© Delia Ross. 2019

Potion

What temples I will build for you to worship
A depth in me for you to go the furthest
With breath that repeats with innocence that it’s urgent
Permission always written in these verses

What skin I’d shed to allow for the unspoken
What thoughts I’d free to let in all your potion
What chains I’d climb to feel the moment hoping
That every mark from you breaks my soul open

© Delia Ross. 2019

Survivor

I reached walls of iron
And gates of steel
Where golden halos come to kneel
And curiosities are even higher

Forgiveness gets trapped in the mire
Underneath the waiting, a place a soul can heal
Games of dishonor are never part of the ordeal
Lying and mistrust burn with the pyre

Here outside his walls await desire
A soul reaching to feel
Where fantasy reaches the surreal
And love is the sole survivor

© Delia Ross. 2019

Trajectory

I live on an island of a dream
My joy is his trajectory
His eyes are the only skies I need
His love is the only fruit I eat

I taste him in seasons
I kiss him in the trillions
I lean on the shoulders of meaning
I cling to the shores of his breathing

I rest my plight in the palm of his hand
For his every touch is the promise land
And it’s finally a journey I can understand
For this is the mission fate had planned

And on and on and on we go together
Every step with you I’m feeling better
Every hug from you feels like my shelter
Hurting you is never in the weather

© Delia Ross. 2019

3 AM snaps turned into 6 AM snaps instead

Maybe when my hair is long enough my prince will come save me?
Messy lipgloss part 1 (it’s 6 AM cut me a break). SAVE ME!
I live in oversized t-shirts. That shits gotta stop…
Hazel eyes, messy lips & a brunette with bags under my eyes from insomnia. Do you still fancy me at 6 AM?

The Kiss

I have this dream where we don’t talk
I’m in an alley having a cigarette
Waiting on a favorite band
And you appear

And I ask ‘what are you doing here’
But sweetly so no other can hear
There’s no one around just the rain
You stand and never explain

I smile anyway without regret
And you haven’t moved closer yet
And in a cloak your eyes are in pain
But I still smile anyway

I’m on the wall under a small balcony
Avoiding getting wet
Your hands are in your pockets
You don’t look as though upset

As the rain gets started
You move and take a step
And it kind of felt like lightening
My heart it felt it best

The patter of the rain –
Grew louder with every footstep
And every inch closer – I forgot more – of the alphabet

You get close to me and lightly touch my fingertips
And then you lift up my arm and take a puff of my cigarette

Your other hand still touching my other hand
You lift my head and kiss my lips
It’s hard to explain it
I thought I was alive but it was really the first thing I ever felt

© Delia Ross. 2019

Cosmic Street

There exists a world where we communicate
It’s daily in my mind to help ease the ache
In prayer where I kneel for you and wait
While dreaming even though I am wide awake

There is a road where you and I always meet
I follow a meadow to Cosmic Street
There’s never an obstacle to worry our feet
Your kiss is the very reason my heart will beat

© Delia Ross. 2019

Halo

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


Woven

Can I have a moment
Can I have your time
Can you give me something
That is only mine?

Can you stay in focus
Can you clear your mind
Can you remain unspoken
And see our love refined?

Can you forgive what broke us
Can you leave worry behind
Can you feel our souls are woven
That our souls aligned?

Am I anywhere in your universe
How much more silence will you enforce
Why do you seem to be moving in reverse
Would you love me for better or worse?

© Delia Ross. 2019

Angelism

I traveled far just to find his den
I walked barefoot through the Garden of Eden
I passed graveyards of original sin
I ate the apple and I’d do it again

Under his altar
I heed to prayer
I kneel and I receive offer
And taste his holy water

Where I begin to transcend
And I feel clean again
My wings stretch and extend

Church bells ring with a deep moan
The harvest comes where he does roam

His scripture flows deep in my vein
Where under his rule my enemies are slain

His kiss and touch my communion
With every moment I feel more human

I bless him with eternal devotion
Our souls together gently woven
When one my halo is golden
Fully healed and never broken

In my soul his name is etched
On my heart I wear his crest
With my love his soul is blessed
Together we are at our best

Burned on my wing is our decree
It wasn’t written to deceive
Two pieces of the puzzle now complete
A map to our destiny

© Delia Ross. 2019

Made For You

You know how much I love you, don’t you?
Because you feel it too?

I cannot explain the oceans size
Nor why your eyes hypnotize
Or how I know your tongue lies

Your voice a deep thunder in my soul
It rattled me and shook me whole!
And like the big bang my love grew tenfold

You’ll find my love in the stars
You’ll find my love heals your scars
You’ll find that it was always yours!

The heat of the sun, for you, my desire
And even now the stars burn brighter
You set my entire existence on fire!

My heart for you an eager disciple
Ready and awaiting your arrival
This is love at its very primal

In every fiber of my being
And every dream I am dreaming
For you, every hour I am needing

Oh please love find me soon
It shines as bright as the Moon
As it was only made for you

© Delia Ross. 2019

Confliction

So much confliction

Fight or flight
Wrong or right
Light or night
Blind or sight
Retreat or height

Met every road with conviction

An angels plight
In battle for her knight
Where flames ignite
Love is written on the invite

The cure to my addiction
My heart in restriction
My actions in detention

The longer I’m without – the deeper I’m itching
The louder I shout, the harder I am reaching

But baby, ever since my eyes saw you I can’t stop twitching
Darling, maybe you could stick around and help with my affliction

© Delia Ross. 2019

Made in Heaven (Movie Recommendation)

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.

A Letter To My Future Lover

We were born inside fires
I know your deepest desires

I know how you are wired
I know your hands are tired

I’ll take whatever you give me
Please though less misery

The bumpy waves were temporary
Side effects of an angel in a hurry

For when I chose to see I saw it all
But honey you are worth the fall

When my thoughts are with you
It feels like deja vu

It’s not just my soul that aches
It’s not just my heart with earthquakes

Every single fiber of my existence
Wants to cover you in radiance

And though you found me running wild
Like an angel whose been exiled

For you, I am a loyal and tame creature
And your touch will ease my fever

Our orbits in a gentle pull
Your kiss warming me like wool

I’ll give you peace until my death
And love you with my very last breath

(I love you forever and ever and ever til death do us part and then even after I’m gone, you’ll feel my afterglow of love wrapping your soul. I belong to you).

Weeping Willow

She is not a tornado
She is the wind needed to sail
She is not ammo
She is the scope needed in hell
She is not woe
Her smile is hidden under veil
She is the result of a Weeping Willow
Growing taller where she fell
Where others only see shadow
She is the path of a hidden trail
She is not a black hole
She is the breath from which you inhale
She is not the wisdom of Plato
Or the beauty of a comet tail
She is full of love for you
Without measure and off the scale

© Delia Ross. 2019

Give And Receive

Give me sin, give me repentance
Whatever your secrets, put them in a pendant
If I falter, hand me my sentence
Will slow crawl to you and ask for forgiveness
Forget the past and live in the present
Live each moment like the world is ending
Let each breath be one that is healing
Kiss me and give me wings for ascending
Promise me you’ll give me arms for defending
I’ll give you as much love you need for your mending

© Delia Ross. 2019

Night Riding (Lyrics)

I need a lover not an enemy
Someone to go night riding with me
I feel another storm rising
We’ve wasted too much time deciding

I know where this road goes
I know where this storm blows
I know where this road goes
I know where this storm blows

The radio advises staying in
But who are they advising?
All these years we stayed hiding
There’s no other reason presiding

I know where this road goes
I know where this storm blows
I know where this road goes
I know where this storm blows

Sat in a corner despising
Why are you backsliding
Right now the Moon is rising
Our plans won’t need much revising

I want to go with you night riding
Stop wasting time deciding
Let’s go while the wind is subsiding
I want to go with you night riding

© Delia Ross. 2019

DETAINED

OLD PHOTO, NEW POEM!

‘DETAINED’ by @poeeternal

He makes me want to sin
But it’d be heaven I contend
The way his words move under my skin
I’d fall for him again and again
I once made my amend
While feeling silence closing in
If only there were more moments to spend
Would he care the places I’ve been?

His silence tortures me
From a bird to a parolee
His energy is beastly
I’d stay in jail, be his detainee
Satisfaction is guaranteed
But there are obstacles to oversee
Invitations with no addressee
His heart is like an Oak tree

© Delia Ross. 2019