it had become a habit for me
to weep with my pen
a more manageable and deliberate way
the broken hearts
in poems written
but my eyes never wept for any of them
as they were put away
when you materialized this evening
your voice came
as the sweetest relief
swimming in the night waters
everything we are
please know this
after you left
tonight i wept
and the way
we clasped our hands in the desert
within the temple
of unconditional love
before the god of acceptance
the moment my pen understood
your touch is what i’ve been missing
5 replies on “tonight i wept”
I love this. The very idea of ‘weeping with my pen’.
I have been doing this for ages, but it never occurred to me.
What a wonderful poem. Thanks for an excellent read.
Thanks for coming back…:)
A very nice Poem, with a beautiful, active metaphor. Wonderful. Found it through ‘monumentaljackass.’ It did not disappoint.
Thank you for finding me, for reading, and for saying so.
Very strong – again