Showing posts with label Faithful. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Faithful. Show all posts

Saturday, May 16, 2020

Don’t Tell Me to Unlove You

Don’t tell me what to do
How to help you
Or show my love to you.
Don’t tell me to go
When you know I don’t want to.

When I see you down
Lying on the floor,
Trapped by heavy steels
And unable to rise,
Don’t tell me to walk away.

You can curse me all you want.
Curse me until you’re hoarse.
Curse me until you lose
Your breath that I am
Trying to salvage from
This wreckage.
But don’t expect me to go.

I may hurt myself trying
To find ways to save you.
But love, I will still try.
And I will succeed.
You won’t be down for long.
Even if you hate it,
I will rescue you.

Even if no one else helps
As we try to survive the fire,
And the burning melts around.
As my hands stumble on 
Makeshift levers on the ground,
This I vow: You will survive.

I have no intentions to die.
No. I am no masochist.
No. I don’t want pain.
But I will brave this,
I will be brave for both of us
Until we both get out of here.

So yell some more.
Be angry with me
For staying—and forcing you
To stand up and move.
I don’t care.
Don’t tell me what to do
Because I can’t unlove you.


- RM

Thursday, November 30, 2017

If I Could Live Another Life

If I could live another life after this,
I'd still choose you
You with your faults
You with your joys
You with your sadness
I'll still hold your hand
Even when you stand so far away.
I'll still walk towards you
Even if the journey is long,
Even if the journey is too long,
And the distance is too wide.
I'll still stretch my love,
And allow you your freedom

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Remind Me Once Again


If I forget in twenty years
The way you looked when you
Were twenty-seven, your eyes
Full of life and wonderings
Remind me once again.


If I forget, the way you walked
The way you talked, the way you laughed
At my silly jokes and lame pranks;
How your face light up when you smile--
Remind me once again.

Friday, February 10, 2017

Cut Me Flowers



Cut me flowers from the field where we went last June.
Pick for me the best blooms, the bright and the well-stemmed.
Take out the weeds that tried to kills these beauties;
Remove the small crawlies who tried to make their home there.
Wrap a string around the stems; softly so they won't crumble.


I will wait for you in that place where we first met.
Praying that life would be better than it had been.
Wishing for strength, protection, provision, and love;
I will wait for you there, no matter the weather.
Come to me like a dream, or a prince, or a knight of old.