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Next Time the Roses Bloom

I miss the scent
of a thousand roses
that bursts from the wall
in your presence,
the warmth
of crackling fire
while rain pours outside
when I hold you
close
until
we’re an atom apart,
breathing
from each other’s mouths,
and the constellations
inside us
warping to burst
together.

I miss the glow
of your cheeks
when you see me pass
from one corner
of the room
to another,
sneaking in a kiss
I can’t help but ask
before I walk past,
and coming back for more
until we’re lost
under the blankets
again,
while the world spins
mindlessly
around us,
until we resurface.

But hold me
close
in your dreams.
I will step
out of the cloudlands
into your waking world
soon after
I collect the words
I’ve been stitching together
from my heart
that I may offer you
a humble revière
of all the sweet nothings
we’ve exchanged
and will again
next time the roses
bloom.

Next Time the Roses Bloom
July 12, 2022

fields of cosmos poem by natalia go

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Fields of Cosmos

You pull me
like a magnet
to where fields of cosmos
lie endless
beneath a golden sky
as the sun dances
in its zenith
to the music of our souls.
There where its light
hits the patch of darkness
in my spirit,
washing it off the rubble
left
by swarms of beasts
from my infernal nightmares.

The force you cast
each time
a smile forms
on your lips
cools and softens
the heated molten rocks
that had clung
to my countenance,
falling off the pink petals
under our bodies
as we lie
rid of strain and disquiet.
And the sludge
turns into dew
at their touch.

In our paradise
where the sun sets
only
when we close our eyes
to dream,
the cosmos wards
the most vicious intruders
in the quietude
we’ve found;
here
beside each other
while horns resound
and thunders clap
outside our sphere,
until the next sunrise.

Fields of Cosmos
July 1, 2022

Far More Than Enough Poem by Natalia Go

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Far More Than Enough

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Far more than enough,
far more than I deserve,
far more than you can,
you make my life
and this world
far more than things
to endure.
Instead life is one
to love;
instead the world is one
to see
and belong,
not the cross they were
for one
to bear.

Far more than you know,
far more than it shows,
far more than I say,
your touch can change
a sad day
to one where tears
are at bay.
And the present
is far less cruel,
the past
is far less frightful;
the future
far less obscure.

Far more than the magic
you bring,
far more than the songs
you make me sing,
far more than the good
in all you do,
you make me want
to be better, too.
For my heart
is far more than glad
that of all the ones
I could have loved,
I’ve chosen you;
a love I’m grateful
to be true.

Far More Than Enough
June 6, 2022

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Woven in the Fabric

It feels like night again
when I can’t reach
for your hand
beside me in the dark
or feel your body against mine
as the cold artificial wind blows
while I try to enter
the world of dreams
where I hope to hear
your laughter
as we wade through the water,
sand beneath our feet
as we did
under the warmth of the sun
a few orbits ago.

Already it feels
like the weeks ahead
would drone on
like sticky sand
in an hourglass;
minutes passing like hours,
each containing
the intricate details
of every kiss, every touch,
every look we exchanged
for a heartbeat
in our little paradise
until I see you again.

Moments though brief,
forever woven
in the fabric
interlaced
in both our lives now.
And the night sky
gleams silver-blue
with hope;
look how the stars shine,
telling you
how much I need you
in my life.
Thank you for being in it.

Woven in the Fabric
June 1, 2022

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In the Soft Light of My Little Corner

Counting the days,
watching the hours
as the clock ticks away
but every moment is ours
to save each kiss
we will shower each other
again.

Here in the soft light
of my little corner,
I still feel the touch
of your lips
that lingers
on my mind
the way my hands did
on every part of you.

And your voice plays
like a song
stuck in my head,
speaking the words
we’ve whispered
in the little world
we’ve shared
while it was on mute.

Under the magic
of its workings,
there is comfort to be had
in knowing
that time is on our side;
do not fear the tides
ahead.

In the Soft Light of My Little Corner
May 26, 2022

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Sonnet X

Sonnet X

(A Birthday Sonnet)

One hundred forty-first day of the year;

Unaware the world in its randomness,

Born a soul to my heart would be dear

For all her genuine light and genius. 

Though years ahead is she of my becoming,

What fortune have I received to find her!

You whose presence wonder and happiness brings

To me and all whose love for you I share. 

May this revolution bring your desires,

And in this lifetime your dreams in waking. 

May you come out a gem in life’s fires;

Your beloved stay in your safekeeping. 

  ‘Tis a day to celebrate of all days

  For the world has been made a better place.

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Lull the Shadows to Sleep

Doesn’t matter the veil

of darkness

descending upon us,

or the monsoon

of sharp-edged rocks;

if I can paint a smile

on those lips,

it will dull the sharpest

tips

and lull the shadows

to sleep. 

A smile that lifts

the doubt

that thickens around the heart

when it clenches its claws 

on the uncertainty of tomorrow. 

Doesn’t matter the soot

about to fall from the sky,

overflowing 

from the factory of lies

in the machine’s paradise;

if from the dust it leaves

on the pavement,

I can write our names

to remind you

of the truth they can’t erase—

our history

and the story

of how we’ll live to protect

this place. 

Doesn’t matter the noise

already drowning our senses

if I can single out

your voice

that builds the strongest 

defenses

against the pull

to choose indifference. 

If I can draw out

your warm and infectious 

laughter, 

no, none of these would matter.

And I will guard it

with my soul

like a love letter. 

Lull the Shadows to Sleep

May 13, 2022

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Nameless

Nameless, boundless, infinite,

This harrowing anguish.

This silent and profound anger,

Propelling one to unfathomable

depths of desolation.

The light of day is but a silhouette

Hanging faintly over the endless abyss.

Ever present, ever tempting,

Never within reach.

I sail the black waters to

neverwhere

To disappear into nothingness,

forever.

Nothing more can be said,

Nothing a lone soul could comprehend.

It is I, in my own internment

Sentenced for life

Alone could see its face.

It is I, in every atom of my being,

Alone could recognize its weight.

Not seen by eyes not tethered by

the fibers of my consciousness.

This nameless, infinite, profound

antipathy.

Toward life, toward other,

Toward self.

Nameless by Natalia Go © 2018