The End

Be the Light

Miss me often,

like each day's

trade for night.

Watch me settle down,

still here,

but in a different light.

Make me feel dreamy,

losing me in your space

only to find me still your love.

Keep me needing you,

as if we shared one heart

like the sun and moon above.

—JG

Love Language

Intellectual intimacy,

face to face with eyes drawn.

Her heart pulsed heavily,

heaving as we carried on.

She stowed old emotions,

still holding her baggage claimed.

I threw it out the window,

the pane kicking it on its way.

She smiled and pointed beyond

the frame,  acknowledging the day.

I made a choice to love her different

because she was always too afraid.

—JG

Ellipsis

Name me the time when we didn’t love

beyond this world’s margin to keep

yours and my life from going into an

orbit.

Just name me the time when we needed

space to realize that alienation doesn’t

reconcile truths that we need to reflect.

Name me one single time the clock went

forward and we didn’t stay with it, that

we sat still because he, she, or they did

it.

Just name me one single time when

Summer felt like rain, but we could care

less as it didn’t benefit our regrets.

I’ll wait

—JG

Invested in Me

Your 4am face replaces the sun 

still beyond the moon lit horizon, 

warming everything that is life to me. 

But I am still with shivering chills,

the shear strokes down my spine

while your breaths fall on my chest.

At best, you are my worldly obsession,

the embodiment of my eye’s sight,

and at worst, still where I want to be.

I love watching you while you sleep,

awake in a dream that is so true,

taken by your peace and your invest.

- G

Sacred

She can be as absent as the sun at 1am,

loves her space like the stars then,

like the south vying for a north wind.

Holding on to her words,

like they say, “Cat’s got your tongue?”

yet it’s evident she’s up 2 to none.

Not giving into temptation,

but still adjacent to what she wants,

and when it’s there she’ll know it.

She waits to feel it in her lotus,

that he is worth her giving notice

that he is worth her breath spent.

He must represent everything she’s not,

the tea in the pot when life is brewing,

and only then will she open up. 

And when she does….

- G

Count The Insides

Mock my words like a starling,
but do so only with your eyes.

Peer into my soul at the nesting,
a home only you can provide.

The home only you can comprise
with a three worded junction.

“I love you”, guilty until otherwise
received without a peer of reduction.

A love that is not reluctant to show
no matter how the joists incise.

Still holding each other together,
flawed, keeping count of what’s inside.

-Jg

The End

She’s gone forever,
no more a physical sense
binded in my arms
to be opened like a book
full of love stories to tell.

- Jg

Transparency

Comfort me today
Tell me you love me
And I’ll hear it the same tomorrow

Don’t lead me astray
Toes and heels straight
And I’ll carry your heaviest sorrow

Ask me, if you may
“Am I a queen in your eyes?”
And I’ll answer, “first and foremost.”

Come with me and pray
Let your fears scream out loud
And I’ll fight your white ghosts

Don’t confuse my ways
Be considerate and aware
And I’ll praise your innermosts

Ask me, if you may
“Am I a queen in your eyes?”
And I’ll answer, “first and foremost.”

…You are all things

- Jg

Love Prone

Thick woman,

plush against my skin

like my softest dreams,

she warms me right.

The food for my appetite,

I am full of her,

and she is full of me,

no bull.

She feeds me pride

with looks of a lioness's eye,

fearless for her king,

ride and die.

Shot through the chest

when she drove by,

now I am standing beside her

with a dart in my heart.

Settle Down Love

Bedroom convos uttered in my ears,

like Trey's songs playing in slow motion,

echoing no split in musical openness,

making the air around me moist.

Bearing the body wrapped in its petals,

I watered the rose that confined me,

sprouting and spreading new leaves,

arousing only to settle down.

-Jg