roomy

i.

some of us are confused
unwilling to love
the trees will hug the earth
even until snow snaps their arms
what burden is the weight of love?

ii.

what burden is the weight of love
teaching others the art of it
and learning from their eyes
the infinite release;
you are no muse.
rejoice in your unimportance.

iii.

how much there is to rejoice at
the pain, tears, and crisis
your glow is vivified in their existence
your smile is brighter
with every autumn day.

iv.

each new winter my heart dies
my mind recedes into the weighty snow
you may ask
"why do you stay in the cold, cold north?"
i will shrug and smile
with each new winter i am reminded of the heavy warmth of love.

v.

there will be no weddings
not for me, not for now
for my love i cannot say
he is not mine to give
i will bask in the passion of his freedom
this is the way in which i love.

vi.

i curse your ribcage
for keeping your heart out of reach
on desperate days i would give you mine
but it rips at the fiber of love to want spitefully
it does not do to weep
love is a basin not to be filled with tears.

vii.

look at the beauty of today
undiminished by my pain
unyielding in its hearty glow
the night will descend, and the stars will shine
and while the world sleeps
i will ponder:
if the earth cannot be saddened
who am i to be so sad?