Love Poems 2021

Another year, another year of love poems

My poems are inspired by the great Sufi masters of the past: Hafiz, Rumi and Khalid. They come to me when I am in love with a person, a place or a moment. In the heartbeat of life, between the joys and the sorrows, there is only the sublime — poetry is but one medium to express it all.

A Kiss

We stopped In the middle of the road To lean in And kiss Leaving an imprint On my body That will always Bring me A Smile

I hold you Breathing you in I’m on my tiptoes It doesn’t matter What angle We meet

A Mutual Feeling Of beauty In a world Full of chaos We find stillness As our Lips Greet

In the Moonlight

God dances in the moonlight with you In the pool of sorrow you Co-created God asks you to hold his hand When you hesitate To see the light That shines down From all creation And forget That all of this was made for you Simply to delight in And in the darkness You wake up Remember that the hand you hold Is Gods hand That the hand you hold Is your own hand Gently guiding you back Towards the sunrise Towards another new day Of love And light And magic in the sky

February

And he gently puts his arms around me And squeezes me tight And whispers in my ear “I love you” “I love you too” I whisper back And spun and press my lips into his And smell his hair

And he grabs my hand and holds it Walking us home And at that moment He declares “God has a divine plan for all of us”

My lover was feeling so much love My lover was loving life My lover was loving us

Kite

And she glides Carried by the gentle Invisible breeze Flowing through her wings

Red, hues of orange Against the great blue sky Lambs bleat underneath And she swoops

Her mesmerising being Traps my attention Willingly In the gift of her existence

Window Sill

Sitting on the window sill My Beloved kisses me Tenderly on my Bare shoulders Brushes my cheeks With his scent Embraces me With the sound of birds And the smell of trees

Sitting on the window sill Wondering where my Lover is Waiting patiently To be reunited with his touch That fills my heart With the kind of glowing light That is birthed From epiphanies

Permission

I give you Permission To lie on top of me Feel my heartbeat With your head Smell my palms With your tongue Tickle my lips With your eyes

I give you Permission To take a peak Inside To the girl Who waits With a smile Ready to play And give big hugs

I give you Permission To gently hold my hand As we meet God Together For a cup of tea

Wonderful Grief (An Ode to Collapse)

And when the End is near We shall dance In the streets We shall cover ourselves With jewellery Listen to music That makes us cry Stare at the sky Tenderly touch Each other Spin in our grief Our wonderful grief A grief that brings Our hearts alive

Separation

And I collapse Onto myself Into the sadness That overwhelms me.

Oh my Love I crave your touch For the days when you would Look at me.

Oh my Friend I lust for our hands To meet again Once more.

But I am alone Separate Separated In this vessel riding Along uncertain seas.

I know one day In the not too distant future You and I will meet again Briefly Just for a moment Our lips will kiss Before my boat sets off again.

Where Are You?

And no matter What I do My heart Still aches for you

I wonder where you are What are you seeing Experiencing Smelling Thinking Being

And I long For your warm Embrace again

And in my small Mind In my soul That of a child I wait Patiently For you to reemerge Back into my life

Oh my Love Where are you? I miss you

My Mother and I

Still Fleshy My every growing body Nourished Warm Safe

Change is inevitable When I pushed up against the sides Of now my too small a house I must do the impossible And flip

Ready to cross a new threshold And come out To see the world

Garden

When I am with You Time stands still The bees do not buzz The flowers stop blooming

We gaze eye to eye Into the mirror of ourselves In the Garden we sit Watching the world go by

Just for this moment You are mine and I am Yours Just for this moment We exist

And then the movie projector flickers Time demands us to march on We let go And allow the world to pass

I shall see you in the breeze I shall see you in every face I shall see you in my own reflection I shall see you again

In a Garden of our own

Last year’s love poems here: