Love Need Not Be Certain

Certainty

Assurance

A sure thing

Traits that are sought out

Welcome

Desired

When it comes to love

Who doesn’t enjoy the occasional slam dunk?

But that’s all it is

Occasional

A rare commodity

Hardly prevalent in the real world

Outside of Hollywood

Certainty

To the contrary, I’ll live with the unknown

Not knowing how it plays out

Because to me, that’s what’s damn exciting!

One thing I’m certain of

Is that I love her touch

The way her sweet head fits when she leans into me

How she calls me “baby”

How she trusts me with intimate details about her life

No matter how unfortunate

How time spent with her goes so fast, I’m left longing for the next time

And the time after that

How she’s the first thing I think of in the morning

And the last in the evening

In hopes of a most wonderful dream

About her

I haven’t the first idea how this goes

The endgame is quite unknown

And I couldn’t care less

For I love her dearly

That’s for certain

And that’s more than enough for me

Farmland and Quaint Little Towns

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Oh, how I adore traveling obscure back roads

The rolling hills

Of farmland

Greenery as far as I can see

And the charming and picturesque quaint little towns

Where there’s but one of everything

Progress has stalled well before these places

And it’s where I want to be

The world once brimmed with these treasures

When times were much simpler

And better

A Father’s Love

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When you hurt, I hurt

When you’re sad, I’m sad

When you cry, I cry

I may not show it

On the outside

I need to appear strong for you

But I’m dying on the inside

Broken bones, lost pets, broken loves

I’m there

Experiencing every emotion with you

A father’s love

Will take you through the end of my days

When She’s Sleeping

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Sleeping

Peacefully

Not a care in the world

It has to be this way

For her tranquility

When she’s sleeping she doesn’t hurt

Tears are more difficult to manufacture when the subconscious is at rest

When she’s sleeping

Scenarios that leave her fraught with worry aren’t in play

When she’s sleeping she sees her love in a positive light

She’s free from the heartbreak of how it really is

Hate, anger, and sickness

Replaced with flowers, rainbows, and kisses

When she wakes, she’ll do so with a smile

For the magic of her dreams will still be with her

But only temporarily

Seconds, really

When reality sets in

For this is life and that is fantasy

And that is unfortunate

‘Cause it’s so much better

When she’s sleeping

Yesterdays

Yesterdays

Hundreds of them

Hit me like a ton of bricks

When they come to the forefront

How I long for them

Grandparents, friends, lost loves

The old mall that is torn down

That old hatchback wagon

And classic songs…….

They all have a story attached to them

At least I can go back and play them

And long some more

What is it about yesterdays?

That they can do no wrong

Am I that biased?

Or were they really that perfect?

Why are they so much better than the todays and tomorrows of the world?

And someday…….

Will today (tomorrow’s yesterdays) hold that special place in my heart?

Moments

Moments

They are fleeting at best

Compared to the longevity of time

Even our best ones

The ones that leave us most euphoric

Eventually rendered memories

They may make us smile

But they’re not present

Best enjoy

Those moments

In the now

18 Miles

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18 miles to go

There, an encampment awaits us

Swarming with men who have differing points of view

It’s the potential setting of my demise

But I don’t really know that

I never do

I just march

Because I’m told

The consequences of not marching far outweighs what is in store for us there

Mile after mile I envision it

My ending

I shouldn’t do so

It just tears my stomach raw

But I can’t help it

I fret for my commrades

Whom I’ve known for mere months

Their existence in my life a meager fraction

Of my total days

Letters written

Painting an auspicious depiction

No need to worry them

Any more than they already are

My one hope

Is that my words of promise

Bestow a surplus of comfort

Shall these be my final 18 miles

Flamingos

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You

Me

Front Seat

You lean

Into me

The dark of night is comforting

We overlook the valley

Like the Hollywood sign

The bustle below is dead silent

The visual akin to millions of lightning bugs

Floating about

The Flamingos on the airwaves

“My love must be a kind of blind love”

“I can’t see anyone but you”

Our arms secure and comfort us

Yours to me

Mine to you

They say actions speak louder than words

Tonight we’ve uttered no words

And said a lot

The Flamingos-I Only Have Eyes For You

On My Pillow

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When I put my head on my pillow

The magic starts

I meet people

People far more interesting and kind than in real life

Strangers

Acquaintances

Family and friends

Blemishes in character voided

Debts are nonexistent

Mine and theirs

New loves spellbinding

Some brand new; some recurring

But all miraculous and mythical just the same

I don’t know them but I love them unconditionally

I wake ready to take on the world

For just a mere moment

Until the realization

That it wasn’t real

I plod through the day

I can’t wait to put my head on my pillow tonight

Boardwalk

Summer

Crashing Waves

Sweet salt smell perforates my senses

The boardwalk

You

You were the difference that summer

Eight weeks of breathtaking bliss

Your hand in mine

Our lips intertwined

Fulfillment

We made a promise

To each other

A commitment

It felt so right

But a commitment under the stars of a teenage summer

Hardly carries the weight of a binding agreement

Such commitments harbor puncture wounds

Fissures that lead directly to heartbreak

For one or both sides

Letters pledging undying and enduring love come rapidly

In the days following those amazing eight weeks

However, written allegiances cannot sustain

They wilt under the increasing cooler temperatures

Death comes quick to such allegiances by first snowfall

All that is left is the empty boardwalk