words can simply fail us in contexts which demand overarching complexity


"Love lives on hope, and dies when hope is dead; it is a flame which sinks for lack of fuel"- Pierre Corneille

Rain sweeps past the windows
In thick shreds angling
Canopies sway, combed by wind.
You're across the other side of the room.

My eyes smart in the strength of your light,
The glow that just flows from your skin
And traps the warmth of my heart,
Forming invisible signals circling my being

Your limbs are folded, filling space compressed
Your presence renders all else void
I dream only of you, breathe your air
Long for a look, a smile, an explosion

Spanners now freeze motion
Consecutive night coffee
Your see-saw now balanced by others to test
And I know not if you see me by your side.

So I steal a glance here
Dare not to linger long
For our planets orbit on different planes
And my love is not enough to pull you to me.

Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2006-12-16 at 01:24

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Shawn Monahan
Loved this poem, you have a very unique and extraordinary way of arranging words... I love the celestial undertone of this poem...explosions, light, plants, orbit, space - perfect title

It's a message either never received, fallen on deaf ears or never understood!!!