He departed her lips like a fading sunset
Flushed scarlet orange
Warm and rosy
Up before dawn
With ruddy cheeks
Matching her curiosity
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
If your kiss had color it would be the sunset…
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People see what they want
Written words seem to haunt
Tossed about there to flaunt
The way his silence makes me daunt
The way the spiral loses gain
The way his tether’s locked to chain
The way his feet are in refrain
The way his messages still reign
I have circled ’round the Earth
Until him I had no worth
Loving him through this rebirth
I hope my pain is not his mirth
So his name I’m calling forth
Keep the compass pointed north
His whole heart as my fort
So this love we can’t abort
© Delia Ross. 2020
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My eyes are besotted
Though even while closed he remains
Either shadow or color
A gentle lover
I look up
As if I’m stargazing
And he’s always there to find me
I like to rest between his heart beats
My ears catch his whispers
Chemical energy in the touch
The way his fingers trace my lips
And erase centuries of loneliness
His kiss must be the holy grail
I have fallen from heaven for this
I heard his deep call
It pierced the woods and the wounds
I was no longer winter
But a bloom
That warmth is life
And I a parasite for his love
Or sweet sugar
The way his words leak down my spine
God says it’s alright
Did you hear destiny skipping by
I couldn’t help but stop and giggle
If you let wonder have a sleepover
You might wake to find surprise
© Delia Ross. 2020
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He builds galaxies from his fingertips
Roads, avenues, and tunnels with his hips
Watch life spring from his lips
Like a magic rainbow or rare eclipse
© Delia Ross. 2019
I can’t sleep so I am writing… 🤓
You look
And what do you see but a man
I see iron and will
Miracle and moon
Heaven and wonder
© Delia Ross. 2019
There must be one hundred million miles of dreams inside him
There must be one hundred million miles of heaven beside him
Such depths are his oceans I beg to swim in
Both light and dark a great nebula still forming
There must be a hundred million reasons I can love him
© Delia Ross. 2019
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.
Oh God his lips full as the Moon
His nose the highest peaks of a mountain
Oh God his eyes the loveliest delphinium
The only flowers I will adore
Oh God his mind an endless tunnel of wisdom
His hand the root from where I grow
His tongue is slick and witty
Oh God he makes me beg for more
© Delia Ross. 2019
Do you see your good parts?
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
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…
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
© Delia Ross. 2019
I know not what drives him
How deep his senses swim
Which fear can make him cower
What eats away his hour
From which tear his pain will flower
Who tells him that he matters
How tall I’ll need a ladder
What brings him to his laughter
Who helps him when he’s sadder
Why his eyes pierce deeper than a dagger
How his words can make me stagger
Or why he wears such heavy armor
© 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
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