Poetry By Mikiesboy: Book One


To one i love ....    thanks for reading ... i hope you enjoy this one





I sit,

arms around my knees while staring up at the stars.

And I wonder which of them is ours—our witness—

the holder of our history.

For there cannot have been a love like this before,

as old as this.

We cannot have loved only once.

Once would not garner such want, such need, and

such desire.

For I know … I know, should your finger lay on my cheek,

it would be the end of this dam in my heart.

And all the eons of love,

all the whispered words;

all of them ever spoken

by our lips,

would fill the Universe.

They would fill us up and bind me to you