Tag: Love

Smiling Sun

Sun, why are you smiling
when I walk here in sadness
and yearning
Is it because you see the bigger
picture high up there in the sky?
Is it to tell me not to look back
but to keep moving forward
and to let what’s ahead shine
brightly in my face
as you melt the snow for me
and clear my path

©RoseGirl2021

Confetti

King Winter seems to celebrate
snowflakes whirl down from heaven
like confetti
as if he knows what and who
is in my heart
that after the cleansing cold
one day spring will heat things
up again
as underneath ice and snow
dreams have already been sown

©RoseGirl2021

Warmth

Nightmares come at night
like hyenas from all corners
to catch their prey
and bring the ghosts of the past
back to life
even when I open my eyes
I can still see them
And while I listen to a freezing cold
snow storm that rages
around the house
I crawl deep under the covers,
under the warmth of our love
to find back my dreams of the future

©RoseGirl2021

Heartbeat

There’s always a beat under my poetry
that makes every word dance,
every word swing
sometimes, it’s a calm rhythm
slow dancing
other times, it’s on fire
running up and high
One beat for two
or a melancholic sway
Head banging, tiptoeing or discoing
Sure is, it always beats for you

©RoseGirl2021

On Our Cloud

My fairy man,
sit here with me
on our cloud
and around us
we watch the rain,
we watch the storm,
the thunder
unfolding
whereas as we entwine
as we make love
on our cloud
we shine it heavenly
upon the world
we together
make the fireworks,
make a rainbow

©RoseGirl2021

Hurt

Hurt can be like a hurricane
blind rage that tears
everything down
my heart, my words helpless
unappreciated,
unrecognized
scattered
in a thousand pieces
all around me
but when I look at them
one by one
I still read their love poem
for you

©RoseGirl2021

Poetry And Math

My poetry and math,
they just don’t fit together
Where math wants boring
formulas,
my poetry wants wild
sentences, wild passion
Where math wants hard core
numbers,
my poetry wants soft core
feelings
Where math wants statistics,
my poetry wants magic
But where they do agree is
that you + me = love

©RoseGirl2021

Feeling

There’s so much to feel
in every moment
and even if feeling
the harsh headaches
seems so dominant
and makes me lie still
my eyes closed
then I let feeling you,
feeling the love
take over my space
like light that penetrates
the darkness

©RoseGirl2021

Cherishing You

Cherishing you
is stroking your whole body
My lips that cover every spot
with kissed poems

It’s holding your heart
like the most precious treasure
to keep it nourished and protected
deep within my chest
so it always has a warm nest
from which it can fly

It’s loving your soul
as the other half of mine

©RoseGirl2021

Bird’s Eye View

Eyes on the ground
see endless waters,
separate lands
borders, high mountains,
fences and walls
whereas the eyes of a bird
that soars free in the sky,
see two hearts
on the same earth
under the same moon and sun
eternally connected
with nothing between them
but love

©RoseGirl2021

Riders

We ride our horses through the night
in dark woods, through valleys
and mountains
Our eyes may not see the dawn yet
They may not see the horizon

I may fall off my horse
Then, reach out your hand
But stay firmly in
your own saddle
to help me through

For we have the promise
of sunrises in our heart
and as long as we move forward,
dance in cadence
one with stars,
one with love and with each other
horses will know the path

©RoseGirl2021

The Kiss

You came to kiss me in my dream
your lips so soft on mine
and we opened up to one another
tongues that danced together
to a fiery song
It’s been a long time, you said
right before all words,
all time, all pain dissolved
before we melted in each other
and there was nothing left but
a kiss
like an imprint, a promise
that I could take with me
when I woke up
in a nightmare
of all those miles of ocean,
of all those ungiven kisses
between us

©RoseGirl2021

A Hand

And as she lies
on her bed
enduring aches,
straight through
the thunder
she hears his
soft call,
his hopeful song
and then
with tender touch
their love puts a hand
on her forehead
and heart
to soothe her
till the storm passes

©RoseGirl2021

Separation Is An Illusion

She’s standing outside
in front of a closed door
She’s alone with only
the birds to talk to
from the other side she hears
laughter and melodies
and she would like to join
the team of joy
she would like to share in
creation and togetherness
She could open the door
with a few coins
but is she welcome
she fears, she hesitates
and as she watches the birds
fly freely over walls,
taking the whole sky,
she wonders, if the closed
door is real
or did her mind create it
maybe if she opens up
more to love
the door will open for her
by itself?

©RoseGirl2021

Our Traces

In Amsterdam
we’ve never been together
We left our imprints,
our separate traces
of footsteps here
at different times
but in the now,
that does not distinguish
between past and past
it looks like our footsteps
that light up in front of me
once met each other
here in this town

©RoseGirl2021