iron eyes
I Wish Only
Belligerent passion
unyielding heat
In your face intimacy
Crushes my ribs in unyielding embrace
And I wish only
Holding hands with fingers laced
Talking eyes
Not afraid to lay in close arms
Corners darkness brought to light unashamed
And I wish only
A ringing name
Its coming first
A smile that smiles just for me
A piece of me inside of you
And I only wish
A puzzle in a distant fit
To make a blurry word
And maybe just a song or two
They could be ours
And I only wish
Perhaps a goodnight
Perchance a good morning
And something in between
It doesn’t even have to be forever
And I only wish
Some shallow words
But steady no doubt
Faithful complacency
Iron eyes with invisible mirrors
And I only wish
Hiding here in faces light
yet bruised by carelessness
weaving through a wind of words
and mumblings not discerned
and I only wish
now pity me
despise my face
repulse at my palm’s touch
shrivel back at my smile
or my face at that
invisibility beats disgust
thin air is beautiful to ugliness
and I only wish
I didn’t know.
what does it mean to you? what do you only wish?
compassion fails me in the heat of selfishness. I feel it hot and sticky hanging over me. It looms and suffocates. Every bronchiole screams. Sweaty water fogs it all.
I cant see...
And neither can he
Humidity. So, I'm realizing that GOD is the only one who knows real reality... but I now know that there is such a thing as MULTIPLE realities that cannot merge... without destruction. I see things one way.. through the eyes of hope. I get so caught up IN THE SPIRIT. I see people in the spirit. I see the seeds of greatness inside of them and forget that that greatness is not yet manifested in their character and actions. I love people so much. It hurts to love imperfection. It baffles me how GOD, the perfect GOD of the universe love imperfect people PERFECTLY... how? How can love for anything less than perfect be called perfect love? And I know it's all because of the LOVER. I cannot love perfectly, though I try. And now I await the day when my spiritual reality becomes my natural reality and perfect love is attainable.
Belligerent passion
unyielding heat
In your face intimacy
Crushes my ribs in unyielding embrace
And I wish only
Holding hands with fingers laced
Talking eyes
Not afraid to lay in close arms
Corners darkness brought to light unashamed
And I wish only
A ringing name
Its coming first
A smile that smiles just for me
A piece of me inside of you
And I only wish
A puzzle in a distant fit
To make a blurry word
And maybe just a song or two
They could be ours
And I only wish
Perhaps a goodnight
Perchance a good morning
And something in between
It doesn’t even have to be forever
And I only wish
Some shallow words
But steady no doubt
Faithful complacency
Iron eyes with invisible mirrors
And I only wish
Hiding here in faces light
yet bruised by carelessness
weaving through a wind of words
and mumblings not discerned
and I only wish
now pity me
despise my face
repulse at my palm’s touch
shrivel back at my smile
or my face at that
invisibility beats disgust
thin air is beautiful to ugliness
and I only wish
I didn’t know.
what does it mean to you? what do you only wish?
compassion fails me in the heat of selfishness. I feel it hot and sticky hanging over me. It looms and suffocates. Every bronchiole screams. Sweaty water fogs it all.
I cant see...
And neither can he
Humidity. So, I'm realizing that GOD is the only one who knows real reality... but I now know that there is such a thing as MULTIPLE realities that cannot merge... without destruction. I see things one way.. through the eyes of hope. I get so caught up IN THE SPIRIT. I see people in the spirit. I see the seeds of greatness inside of them and forget that that greatness is not yet manifested in their character and actions. I love people so much. It hurts to love imperfection. It baffles me how GOD, the perfect GOD of the universe love imperfect people PERFECTLY... how? How can love for anything less than perfect be called perfect love? And I know it's all because of the LOVER. I cannot love perfectly, though I try. And now I await the day when my spiritual reality becomes my natural reality and perfect love is attainable.


2 Comments:
At 10:58 AM ,
Al said...
Charlotte,
There is a new thing for you.
The old has passed away.
Behold, ALL things are new. including your future. As you continue to say yes to God, you are being transformed into His image and likeness more and more; and so is your future.
At 3:27 PM ,
Charlotte Leanna said...
i agree allene. the poem is about learning to love people the way you want to be loved.
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