Alone
Reaching for you
I anticipate
Which way
You will draw the line
And you draw the line
I watch
For the east and west
Of this conversation
And how far you will take it
But no
There's no way to know
If you will go
Left or right straight ahead both
And the line curves round me
Until it surrounds me
Circumscribed
I step out of line
Blowing your curve
Step in. Step out.
Be where you will
In this
Undefined universe
We call love.
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and so you wonder if that is really love or manipulation power disguised as love...
ReplyDeleteLooks like a little cat and mouse game going on --- which is a good thing when it come to love and keeping it from being boring.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words, deep thoughts, Sandy, and so true. Love is indeed an undefined universe that only brave hearts are willing to explore. Have a lovely weekend.
ReplyDeleteSylvia
Oh my gosh Sandy- that sounds JUST like how it is with my daughter and what she "lets" me know about her life. It's like push and pull constantly...but in the end I know the basis is love. Teenagers. Great take on the prompt. I had a hard time with it, but did come up with something.
ReplyDeleteSo true!
ReplyDeleteThe dance of love. Can be tricky footing sometimes.
ReplyDeletelove... undefined when relating with other but true and stable in the eternal flame that enlightens our heart
ReplyDeleteIs magnificent...
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing!
:-)
This brought to mind the bull fighters circling the bull trying not to be gored, getting ready to plunge the sword.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful Sandy! You are so clever.
ReplyDeleteThe line surrounds you, but it can never entrap you.
ReplyDeleteYou always blow the curve Sandy. You set the standard, raise the bar. Make us better than we thought we could be.
Or maybe that's just me.
Sandy, masterfully written!
ReplyDeleteIt is like a dance but no one called a tune. You don't know where to follow because he doesn't know where to lead. He needs to listen to the rhythm.
ReplyDeleteSandy: Your writing is always so thought provoking.
ReplyDeleteI am with Sylvia, th universe is an undefined love....:)
ReplyDeletecan we blow the curve of undefined love when it hits us?
Sandy, love that fits the curve would be boring!
ReplyDelete..
Sandy, I enjoyed very much this wonderful "abstract" poem.
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday!
Such a chaotic thing, love. But who'd have it any different.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to find a love poem that's new and fresh. You did it, though! It feels like a tango.
ReplyDeleteMaybe love is like a circle, where if true enough it does surround us like the circle. Once completed, it rejoins itself, becoming perfect and round. To step outside the bounds of this perfection, off the line; and maybe lost. Which way do we turn and where does the circle form in the end? This speaks to me.
ReplyDelete3.14159 x D
Your description of love is wonderful, and it goes around and about just like that..
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful words. They feel like they come from your heart.
ReplyDeleteDear Sandy---
ReplyDeleteOur poems are so similar, but yours is so much more descriptive...and, and, I don't think love is any other way than non-linear. Kisses are not promises and drawing the line is not necessarily a bad thing.
Love your nuances, as ever!
Where lines are drawn,
ReplyDeletelet some be erased.
With a willing hand,
let some lines intersect.
When love is real,
let boundaries be crossed.
Sandy,
ReplyDeletethis is quite wonderful. life is alive and though we draw lines, they are illusions.Beautifully written!
Nicely done. It's all a dance anyways, isn't it. Love and control. Freedom to be. Where will it all lead? How will it all end. You captured it well.
ReplyDeleteLoves me - loves me not... ain't it always the way?
ReplyDeletenice when we can summon up the courage not to let ourselves be hemmed in by someone else's arbitrary lines. it's enough to keep up with our own shifting ones.
ReplyDeleteLines drawn in sand constantly shift - lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteLoved this!
ReplyDeletesensors work overtime
Lovely and sad. It seems as though you speak in different tongues.
ReplyDelete.. wonderment & beauty
ReplyDeletegreat write ..
Thanks for being here.