you. (contusions a condition)

straight to the core,
the essence, my soul
no games, no garbage,
no masks, no roles

your arrow it shot there
and pierced, unexpected
absolutely nothing
the same since
looking out, all reflected

as being either
stupid and meaningless,
hollow, detached
or the opposite
three dimensional
electric ebullience, unmatched

new discoveries
puzzle pieces, foliage
forest trails, hideaways
blind to so much
and never realizing, knowing this..

you
have the most beautiful face
i have ever seen
mysterious, majestic
eyes, lips
fascinating beyond belief

seems we are opposite,
but in wander ways, the same
my emote, your remote
this heart, now yours,
bruised yet emboldened
tumultuously tamed

don't want it?
don't know
cannot change it
the truth is, has only grown

a force, a fire
blazed far beyond me
all i know is all i see
and i see you, feel you so deeply
so delicately, profoundly
utter, "the other", bathed in
brilliance, beautifully

your silence
treading torturous
yet all i know, want
"more of this"
with a "please" so genuine,
raw, and pure

i know you can feel it
not used to it, me, unsure
what to do with, make of it
the mark

you never intended
but it's here now, your art
tattooed, branded, invisible ink
some things, like stars
just are, no need overthink

beyond sex, beyond skin
beyond time, beyond end

you,
the most incredible, indelible
my sky
all i do is search for words
but they all come back to
beautiful
that's why

i can't and don't
look away or stray
like an intricate novel
not a one act play

there are two here, yes
as in, this involves the within
of taken, and so into you, me

you
have changed me
altered me
surrounded, entranced
the tallest trees
as i gaze up, awestruck
you, the tallest one
in my universe now

you
are all i see

unwaveringly.

acceptance of truth
the center, now placed
i never came, come harm you
dismantle, disarm you

all i wish, all i hope
this heart, your allowance
yes, it's yours
and i feel, sweet somewhere,
you know it

so just let it be and breathe
covet, love it
and without words

claim and own it.

not dirty, not unworthy
not like anyone or anything
come before

you
the most beautiful man
i never knew i would know

there it goes, back to beautiful
the last word on my lips
spoke with depth drowning assurance
that i can ever be, in complete,
hold of confidence

you
all i hope
one day
to be in the presence, passion of again

that's all that matters to me now...
a man, because i can say that

without reservation, fear
or any ounce, trace of doubt

you.

the love pour
i shine, bleed
contusions a condition

still, i get up again
stand
and give out,
heart swells, the admission

more
of this unending, soul sending
beautiful you

adore.

with your unplanned, unasked
yet all seeing eyed,
silent knowing

permission.


bowen hart roselli
17 september 2020
ringwald love