BRIEF BACKGROUND OF POEM
When I sat down to write this poem, I went to the page with a lot of humility, because I didn’t feel like I had enough feeling and knew enough about love to be able to write about it and not cheat the process. As I wrote, I wrote about a genuine love that has always been with me since I was a child and this poem is the real expression of it. While this is a poem I wrote to commemorate Valentine’s Day, it is also a poem that celebrates love in all its forms; whether in friendship, romantic love or whatever form it comes in.
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when i think about loving you,
i wonder how sane we looked
dancing so close to the sun.
what did we think we were
when we became tongues of fire
standing at the war-front of a love
that swallowed us whole?
this is what we look like at the hem of madness.
burning together behind the vast old sea of affection
here, we are fire & thunderstorm
wrapped together in one
this is our love, so vast & eternal
we ran to the ledge of fear
panting & weeping at the prophecy
of this bond – so dangerous as death,
yet the resurrection of our bodies
this love held the glorious weight of our trembling lives,
exposed our wet sorrow to healing light
until the flood passed away. [Wait]
this love has made us possible
& we are devastatingly beautiful,
in the way we carry the burden of our flaws
with one hand, tend to the garden of our love
with the other.
this love is redemption;
it is anchor, it is life & life jacket,
this love it moves to pour mercy upon mercy
until naked shame is dragged to her knees,
when we are nothing but dry bones
so vile & lonely, broken & ugly
this love, calls our names with our whole lives on its tongue
we answer & answer
until our hearts become the full bright bleeding sun –
this love is the love that loves,
the thing that saves us slaves of our trauma
this love is freedom, is heritage, is glory-fortress in the deep of chaos
this love is home after years of wandering
home & blooming, this love is conquering
it is blind bravery beating beneath my chest,
pulls me kicking & screaming, towards the zenith of self
this love is god in purest form
& we are the harmony of god; two of us, yet one.
broken yet whole
this is the love that made us possible
& this love is us.
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