After You (came you again)

  ~ After You (came you again) ~
  
  
 After those first few words
 began blurring dawn into dusk into dawn
 through all the music and soul baring poetry
 movie nights and our shared rebellious nature
 I knew without question
 my fate would always be tied to you
  
 for years
 two poet hearts
 shared the same pen
 the same heartbeat
 but kept their own, crippling ghosts
  
 you kept part of yourself
 shrouded in mystery
 protected by an unforgiving shell
 but still, you shared pieces of your tender soul
 and when you smiled at me
 (oh god that smile)
 all your complexities became my simple truth:
 I would eternally, selflessly, love you
  
 I knew the danger of that one-way street
 but taunted the siren anyway
 she won in the end, of course,
 I always knew she would
  
 Yet in the ensuing silence
 I stood, defiant and symbolic
 attesting to the power of fate
 I wished my arms around your aura
 and committed myself to the moon
 beseeching that she do what I could not:
  
 that she be your celestial spirit
 to remain a constant, visible presence in your life
 to gently guide you and keep you bathed in light
 and to grace you with peace whenever you gaze upon her
  
 for my part,
 my love still floats softly in the moonlight
 sifting through the gossamer veil of memories
 it rides gently on the whispers of my confessions
 propelled along by the breath of the moon
  
 it is my desire 
 that each soft whisper should find you, 
 my sweet and wild love,
 and caress you with love, hope, happiness, peace
  
 with every lunar breath
 those whispers carry everything
 and everything carries me back to you.
  
 © Dahlia Ramone:  February 28, 2021

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 This was written for Blogophilia
  
 Writing Prompt:
  
 Incorporate a line from a Pablo Neruda poem:
 “Everything carries me to you” (paraphrased from If you forget me)
  
 In closing, I leave you with my favorite Pablo Neruda poem:
  
 ~ Sonnet XVII ~
 (Pablo Neruda)
  
 I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
 or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
 I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
 secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
  
 I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
 the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
 and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
 from the earth lives dimly in my body.
  
 I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
 I love you directly without problems or pride:
 I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
 except in form in which I am not nor are you,
 so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
 so close that your eyes close with my dreams.
  
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17 thoughts on “After You (came you again)

  1. Wow!! Stunning, so exquisite was each word. My favorite line: “all your complexities became my simple truth” this was one of your best poems and I have always loved that Naruda poem you included. 🙂

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    1. Thanks, Christine. I always feel proud when one of my poems moves you. I love so many of Naruda’s poems, but this is my fave.

      Love you (((hugs))) ❤

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  2. Absolutely stunning piece that touches my heart, Dollface! You speak the truth of love…. this is rich with divine imagery and tender emotion. And don’t you just adore Neruda? I spent a little time reading his poetry today for inspiration. Ahhhh!! Love you! ❤

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    1. Thanks, Colleen. Your writing always touches my heart, so I’m happy to hear that I’ve done the same. And yes to Neruda *sighs* Love you, too ❤ ❤

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