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by Anj CP | Love Poems and Other Mushy Stuff

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In Between

Did I need to be happier?

I certainly didn’t think so.

I honestly thought I couldn’t want

for anything more.

I went to where my feet took me;

Ate what my stomach told me;

Sang when my spirit moved me.

And then you came along

Like a stone on a paved path

Tripping my footing.

Now, I walk the line

between bliss and anguish

Never sure of where to stand.

AnjCP 2017

Love is a Many-Flavored Thing

When I began this compilation of love poems, I thought to myself, love really is a many-flavored thing. And being Filipino, where food rivals religion in importance, I think that many can relate. When you are in-love for the very first time, love hits you as sweet, sometimes puke-inducingly sweet, the kind even sweet-toothed people shy away from. At times, it can be salty too, especially after a recent fight, where your mouth swallows not only buckets of tears, but also oodles of snot from dramatic bouts of crying only soap opera stars can rival. And then there’s sour–the green, bile-like taste left in your mouth after catching your beloved twisting his neck over the cutie in the next table. And when love is finally lost, it leaves an undeniably, no-matter-how-many-times-you-brush, bitter taste in your mouth.But hey, that’s love for you…throw in everything you’ve got and you get the most wonderful,interesting, vile, exotic, pungent,unforgettable flavors. And what is life without its flavors?

 

Romancing the Undead

Oh to be in love with the undead is a tricky business

How do I wipe the cringe from my face every time you trace it with a cold finger? 

How do I hold your unblinking gaze?

How do I look unfazed when you stare at me with steely blankness?

But I love you beyond warmth, beyond life, beyond time 

And my singular hope is that this burning yearning, my passion unending is enough to bring the blush back to your cheeks, the warmth of your kisses on my neck, the longing in your loins. 

Until those dreams come true, I share my breath with you. 

© 2016 Anj CP

*A late Halloween-inspired love poem 😊

In My Favor

I didn’t know what unfair meant until I saw Her…

With her twinkling eyes, her tinkling laugh

and her svelte form that apart from couture,

only You could touch

As I seek to read your face, I realize you are

captivated by her bright eyes, her delicious laugh

and her lithe body.

And I know envy has me.

The world is unfair, a truth as old as time.

But why can’t it ever be in my favor?

She can have it all–grace, beauty and wit

But can I have you?

© 2016 Anj CP

High Expectations 

I live in constant fear that some day soon, You will discover the fraudulence of my existence

That I am neither that smart, nor that funny

And you will see that I am as shallow

As the girls I judge. 

That I can’t pull off whimsical

Every time a pimple appears

Or I can’t hide my giggles

When a fart accidentally escapes

And your infatuation with the perfect image you have of me will fade

And then I wouldn’t be able to hold.

Your temporary fascination over me.

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