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by Anj CP | Love Poems and Other Mushy Stuff

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national poetry month

Magnitude

I will love you again and again

For as long as I can.

I will fold space for you so that

I can love you in all dimensions.

I will love you in tessellations

With no gaps and no overlaps.

I will love you in all configurations

In all colorations.

So that wherever you are

And wherever I am,

You will never feel in want

Or in doubt

Of the constancy of my love.

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At Love’s Mercy

When I find him,

I will love him without reservation,

With wild abandon.

Because how can I not?

When you witness something so absolute and breathtaking

Do you stand on the sidelines and feel lukewarm about it?

No, you take it all in and bathe in the glow of its beauty.

No matter how fleeting it may be,

I want to throw myself at love’s mercy.

First and Last

Let your face be the first thing I see

In mornings, bright and sunny,

Let it remind me of easy days

And holidays.

Beneath thunderstorms and dreary skies

Let me stare into your eyes

And find in them a steady bay

Where I can stay.

Amidst the grueling work week rush

As I toil and grind and mush

I will trust that I find my way

To your arms each day.

And as the sun surrenders to the moon

And darkness begins to loom

Let your kisses sweep me far away

In your arms, I end this day.

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