Another Typical Love Poem

I dedicate this poem to the one that has captured my heart. Although you have always had a role in my life, I have recently grown to appreciate your presence even more. So I dedicate these words to you, my friend, as you deserve nothing but the highest of praise. I hope they reach you, land in your heart, elicit a smile. You deserve the recognition.

---

The sun rises,

And I abandon the thought of you

With melted bean soup.

But you continue to linger,

A reminder of a respite in my mind,

And I carry the sun on my shoulders

With arms laden with books.

I hold the thought of you

In my palm throughout the day,

And I smile at it periodically

With it smiling back at me.

The hours we are separated,

The heap of minutes we are apart,

Stack up into nothingness

With no hint of vivid color.

And as I travel through time,

Through morning, afternoon, etc.,

I only fight my way back to you

With my shoulders heavy, slumped.

You never fail to be there,

When the day has saturated me,

And I fall into your arms

With strained and weary eyes.

Dear sleep,

I love you.

Sincerely, me

---

Sometimes a certain emotion can well up inside of your chest, and you have to empty it before it overflows. For instance, I had to write this poem so that I could ponder something other than its subject. Who knew love could be so distracting? Anyway, I hope that this tugs at your heart strings in some way. I am relatively a stranger to sharing my personal emotions through writing, but I know that, whenever you feel deeply about something or someone, the poem practically writes itself (for more wisdom, please subscribe to receive regular, weekly updates). Anyway, I encourage you to try your hand at writing love poems. The literary world deserves your thoughts, after all. Personally, I would love to read a poem dedicated to a favorite food or a beloved pet cat. So please write about how lasagna has stolen your heart. And if you do not consider yourself a writer, why not give it a try? You do not have to be the Van Gogh of writing, only yourself writing about what you adore.

---

This Wednesday’s Fun Fact:

When in desperate times of need, White-Out will serve as an adhesive (like glue).