July 22, 2014

" I'm Talkin' to You, Love "

This piece has been rolling around me head for a while. Sometimes I wonder what the face of love looks like. I feel like sometimes it's hard to recognize love because love comes in so many forms - and not always good, positive forms. Will I know what love looks like the next time it dawns my doorstep, or will I let it walk away because it doesn't come in the form I think it should come in? I always say that I've given up on love, but that isn't true anymore. I'm not sure if it's ever been true. I've found that it takes courage to love, and to let someone love me back. Doors are opening :-)


















" I'm Talkin' to You, Love "

In my life
there are many things I have searched for
longed for
and chased with fire in my heart
but not you, love
u are a stranger to me
not totally
for I know enough
to respect your power
and give you time and distance
I've seen you take the highest
to their lowest point
and raise the lowest
to highs only the luckiest will ever know
I'm talkin' to you, love
how will I know your look
you are a chameleon
you show your face
in the twisted affection of the deranged
tearful I'm sorries
as well as in a mothers' gaze
perception changes what is seen
or what goes unseen
love, you are many things
with too many faces to count
I'm talkin' to you, love
when next we meet
will I run into your arms
or take a step back
allowing you to do what you came to do
will I remind myself that you come with rain
and sunshine as well
will I know you on sight
or will your whispers be subtle
as butterflies in the breeze
I'm talkin' to you, love
you are the voice begging me not to leave you behind
you are the one who knocked down my walls
though you have seemingly left me alone
your allure is never far from my thoughts
you are as elusive
as dreams forgotten in the night
yet as available as forbidden fruit
well within my reach
I hear you knocking
I've wondered
will you again bring heartache
or will this heart take flight
and live to tell 1,000 tales
of days and nights lived in your splendor
I'm talkin' to you, love
we've played our last game of hide and seek
God
love
one in the same
I'm talkin' to you
you'll bring me your best
and my best shall be given in return
you've knocked down the door
and I bravely invite you in...

© Antoinette Davis, 7-22-14

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