Memories gaze
As rude as any beast.
Names are whispered.
A history of pets.
And your name comes up --
A bubble in the smoke.
A shadow in the dream.
Ending
As the punchline of a joke.
All There Is
I'd be a donkey, or a wall,
I'd run to you, or even crawl,
I'm not your big, and not your small,
I'm just in love with you
Buried in your perfumed hair,
I float in it as light as air,
The world is cruel, but I don't care,
I have my love for you.
You're drowning me, you're like a flood,
You own my eyes, my tears, my blood,
I'm like a burning piece of wood,
I'm so in love with you.
The love you give is all I am,
Without your love I'm lost and damned,
There's nothing left to understand,
My life is loving you.
Reflections
I'll admit to glass, but not to broken.
Holding your heart to the light
I see reflections
Of every imaginable mask.
Your trail leads nowhere,
The sound of your voice clubs the dream.
Alone, I see you clearly,
A mirror in love with its own.
Poem © 2002 Roger Rivera, all rights reserved
