I love you this much

What would happen if I opened my arms wide as they could go –
Wider – triceps aching chest tight – stretched my fingers
Could I take it all in
Living so long in the rain I get thirsty
Blue sky tastes of dried salt and sand, I don’t understand what the sun is getting at
Could I take it in I don’t want to take it in
I don’t want your space
I want mine, ribbons of water beating down on my shoulders and no one to see it
At night the rain with its own rhythm and the coquis’ two-step song
And my arms' reach no overlap between us
Is this finally another love poem
With every breath yes and no

on pumpernickle

Banana ball handspring over dead weight oceans and cross cut potatoes make out kite fly green grass grows twice without a third thought and I don't know your black and white shorts from the nose on my face.

Lines

this is an experiment using opening lines from some of Shakespeare's sonnets to make a new sonnet... click on each line to read the full text of one of his sonnets.

How heavy do I journey on the way;

How like a winter hath my absence been.

If thou survive my well-contented day,

Like as to make our appetites more keen.

Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault,

Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth!

Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;

Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth,

If there be nothing new, but that which is

Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?

What potions have I drunk of Siren tears—

When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see:

Lo! in the orient when the gracious light…

O, from what power hast thou this powerful might?