Love Poems

For my husband,


I want to write love poems

To you

And press my words to

your skin

So that they tantalize

your senses

And numb mine from raging

For want of you.


I long to write our love story

Under starry night

As we plod our way through

real-life tragedies

But I’ll pen them as romantic-comedies

And we’ll never die,

Unless together---hand-in-hand---

Your body cupped against mine

As we meet the Creator

of us.


I want to write parables

of Love

Not darkness or tears

But Light

And all the while

I will author memoirs of you…

My dearly beloved.


I want to pen our life

As one long fairy-tale

And my words will be

true

The rest of my life fiction,

But you and me,

we are true

we are unfeigned

we are epic—

You, you are inscribed on my heart

and I can only scrawl and scribble its contents

and hope—someone—

will read my heart and see you.


And they’ll seem like stories

of Him