love poem to a myth

love poem to a myth

ailments to composure

your smile,

i relish the painful reaction

i can't kiss that smile

your aloofness 

betrothed to another

my pills are sacrosanct

heartbeats

your smile

i embrace the torture

of not having you

yet embracing your body with my tears

ailments to composure

i would lie prostrate

for eternity

to find you at the end

pills expired

prescription of death filled

somewhere in heaven

two hearts beat

one has come down the other risen

lips to lips

betrothed only 

to each other

sharing

ailments to composure.

erin-cilberto 

6/16/22

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

Our Spirit is on the Horizon… where the Sun Sets until the Chosen are Ready… “Gather Your Rose Buds while Ye May … Come the Day the Night … tenderly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are much appreciated, Pat,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Us, who love to remember, us, who love to write. We love the lovers, who escaped.
"i embrace the torture
of not having you
yet embracing your body with my tears"
I liked and I understood the above lines. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your understanding words,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

I did and you are welcome Jacob.

[Temperance]

Such a read dear Jacob! Two hearts together again. This is a sad, romantic poem with a loving message/outcome. Thank you! Temp

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Temperance...
appreciate your comment,
j.

[redzone]

I wonder, was Romeo and Juliet united after death??? was their passing a sweet sorrow or a fulfillment?? I think your title says it all really, we write poetry to a myth.... love is and always has been aa sickness that a kiss has cured.... unfortunately in todays world, it is an ailment that is lacking....

thanks Jacob for your poem.... loved reading it

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for the reference to my favorite play...maybe for them Parting this world was not sweet sorrow, but sweet reconnecting in the other world.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear J, she is killing you. Maybe another time, another place? This is so romantically head in the clouds hopeful. You know I admire the optimistic outlook into death here and what follows.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Chris.---insights that make sense.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

WOW, together only in death. The longing, the yearning, the desire....all are so real in this poem, Jacob. They say love is special the second time around. Perhaps love found at the end of life is the real love. Who knows? So romantic...lips to lips! I really liked this one. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Lydi...been a vacant muse for awhile...
kicked in a little this morning...
I appreciate you didn't think this one was god-awful.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

you NEVER write god-awful, my friend. It is not part of your repertoire!