How I Love Thee

Ask me how I love thee?
Hysterically.
I push the borders of sanity when you hold on to me.

I would go the world to be
all that you adore and see.
All that makes our love breathe is all I'll ever need.

Dreamcatcher

The boy's got aerodynamics.
I swear he soared in here on a dream.
And I'm hoping that my catcher has him lingering on the strings.
So I can revisit the scene.
Every night of every day just him and me.
Every month of every year the way life deemed.
If only by dream.
So I can have what reality lacks while I sleep.


© 2010 by B.A. Hardmon, All Rights Reserved

Stopped

I stopped caring five seconds before you said "I love you."
Feelings we were sharing stopped to ignore you.

I know I should've told you that I was loving you less and less.
Because the more those three words were pronounced, the more they made me stress.

I should've told you that I was in love with another man.
My intentions were to let you go but somehow I changed my plans.

Someway I thought that you would change back to who you were.
But the hope has sailed on and the new pain I can't defer.

I stopped feeling five minutes before you touched me.
I don't have the tingle I used to whenever you brush me.

I know I should have caught that hint that it was someone else.
But I turned a blind eye to the crime and now there's nothing left.

The man I have, the man I love, isn't you anymore.
You turned into someone I don't know, an open and shut door.

Whatever we called forever now has an end.
I never knew eternity could stop before it begins.

I stopped hurting five hours before you left my life.
You were supposed to be the one for me but we never held the dice.

Shut down emotions packed and lavished the trip with you.
Whenever I tried to bring them back to order they simply would refuse.

I wish that you had stayed the same. Had stayed in my arms.
Was the process of loving me just too much for your charms?

I stopped wanting five revolutions before today's meet.
I guess my heart stopped loving you just like you stopped loving me.


© 2010 by B.A. Hardmon, All Rights Reserved

Rush

Kill the rush or let it blaze.
No spark can last for days.
We can rupture disembodied thoughts before they have a chance to phase.
Seize the day. Shoot for stars.
Take the trip. Buy that car.
Enjoy a spike in cholesterol at the hands of buttered cob.
As long as we're together we can be reckless forever.
Taunt all boundaries before our bond to earth is severed.
Or maybe not. We can live life utterly mundane.
As long as I'm with you the rush is still the same.


© 2010 by B. A. Hardmon, All Rights Reserved

Deep In The Night

Thoughts of him are my Teddy bear.

I hold them closely in the dark.

When he drives into my wishes

I hope he puts the ride in park.

Even

Even at a breakfast level,

Bleary eyed, confused, disheveled,

Your love’s a mantra in my mind.

I think about it all the time.

I pray about it ev’ry night.

I seek Your power, seek Your light.

I pray to wake up to Your grace.

To feel Your sunshine on my face.

Heart Times

To the child who lost a parent.
Never knew the other.
No aunt or sister to lean on.
Uncle or overprotective brother.
No one to take you in.
Life dissolved like a land mine.
Don’t break or fold.
These are heart times.

Every Part That Loves

Every part that loves;
Every part that needs;
Every part that cares;
Is on what he feeds.

The Eye (Chance) [Picture Painting Series]

Now I'm glancing at you over my shoulder giving you the eye.
A smile and a wink and I'm hoping you'll walk by.
Never in life have I met a man so fly.
This isn't a night but the beginning of life.
You know it right?
'Cause I know it boo.
I only had a glance and I knew I wanted you.