Our Union

A love poem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our Union

                            

My eyelashes bat

After meeting your gaze

From across a

Crowded subway haze.

 

My pupils dilate when they

Look back at you over dinner

Where we drank wine and ate.

 

My feet dance with glee as we

Fall hopelessly in love

In the midst of summer heat.

 

My heart splits apart

To become your wife

And your forever sweetheart.

 

My legs spread

Open to bare new life

And see your cheeks rosen.

 

My arms push

You away at night,

I'm too tired for a sex life.

 

My fists rage and tears pour,

When I discover your arms

Embracing another lover

After coffee one early morn.

 

My ears listen to

Your words of regret and

Pleads for a second chance

For things to be like

When we first met.

                

My fingers dial

Seeking third party counsel

To repair our shattered union.

 

My brain waves

Shift to understand your

Thoughts and your feelings, 

While I bitterly convey my own.

 

My hand re-opens

To forgive your sins

And make amends.

 

My lips part to

Receive your kiss in the

Night in a sea of

Skin in our warm bed.

 

My heart flutters,

We’ve truly become one,

Years after we bore our son.

 

 

Reviews

[Cynthia]

I love this a lot!!
Marrige can be beautiful!

[Abbie]

marrige is just a beatiful thing sometimes :(

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the cycle of marriage/love can be a difficult path, I like this because although it's a love poem, it's real, people do cheat and forgive..relationship are not always based on fairytales..well done.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is beautiful work. It's so elegant and charming.
I could see each scene playing out in my mind like a
black and white silent film. You've given us a roller coaster
ride of emotion.

[sarah]

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AWSOME I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!!!!!!!

[The Analog Kid]

I like this a lot. You tell the story well. One minor thing for emphasis. I would break up the lines a bit since we poets don't always use punctuation.

Example:

"My pupils dilate
when they look back
at you over dinner where
we drank wine and ate"

It is a very good poem, so this is a minor thing which causes my eyes to automatically pause it the right places.

[MoonlightIce]

Very good!(;

[Short.Nerd]

Nicely done.

[Alicia Schroeder]

Beautiful.

[M Garcia]

Wow