#1
Er, so yeah. I don't usually write love poems like this but you know. Crit for crit gents and gentladies.


The Brilliance of Our Next Meeting


The brilliance of our next meeting will be

The coming of the Messiah, the splitting of the sea
Will seem as mundane as the concerns of the people around us
Who will pry and pull and beg and will
But will not pierce the cocoon, which protects and keeps apart
And binds the two deserving
And stills the two hearts
Which for so long were kept unnerving and unnerved
And will be made of the finest silk that breathes
With glee and relief and content and fulfillment and tenacious intimacy
The sort that works and serves us and does not protest

No more of this writhing
No more of this pulling
No more of this stupor
No more of this ‘miss’
No more of this anything
Save a catharsis filled kiss
"Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, your eyes will get sore after a while."
#2
i personally love poetry and this was great, didn't like the second part as much, but all in all a very good job.