I Want to Write about Love

I pick up my quill, 

I think, 

Today I'll write about love.

Can't quite seem to jot down those words

Those soul-touching expressions 😍 

That makes you want to let go 

Fall into timeless adulation. 

I read romantic poetry, 

I want to be inspired 😀 

By their rhythms, and rhymes, and honeyed words

Those seem to float away when I  assemble myself to write.

Should I compare the clouds, 

How some dissipate into nothingness  

Or will they form into a storm?

Heavy and all-consuming.

Or should it be stars🌟, 

Shimmering in the sky

Far away yet not alone

Watching apart but yet together.

What about the moon🌙, 

Only showing itself  at night

Waiting patiently for its turn

Trusting that its time will come. 

How about the flowers, 

With the cherished meanings they hold

Did you get a rose🌹, or was it a tulip🌷? 

What color was it? Don't you just dread the black.

I think I'll pen it with the sun🌞, 

Busking in its brightness and warmth

Chatting away under the shade, lost in each other

playful laughter fills the air.

Can I write about forests🌳, 

The secrets they hold within them

To get lost in them 

To discover their beauty.

I acclaim those who write sonnets of love, 

And their obsequiousness 

Me, I'm just shimmying on the edge of sanity

Words lingering just out of reach

Rebounding off of walls built on doubt.

    @Sue.Ketter