4. The Paradox of Love

Love Letters My Poetry

Ganymede

My Love
I love the way you colour the rigid tracks across your beautiful skin to leave me speechless
I love the way you, for a moment, leave me breathless
My storms calm
Yet I count the cost
My Love
I love you for the myriad of reasons traced through time
Through wars and famines
Rescued by time itself into yielding unknowns and mysteries
Heroes of yesteryear, sent to retell the same odyssey, death or life
My Moon
I love the way your rays tarry me along the path of dreams
Cold
Persistent
Proud
All of eternity cannot contain this stuff of dreams
The passion in the deep
The turning page of a story untold
The one in a paradigm
The paradox, changing and remaining
The one of love.

Yours, Jupiter.

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2. Ganymede

Love Letters My Poetry

Dear Ganymede;

I am who I am
My might is seen through my storms
I can crush and hold
I am vicious
Yes, I am supreme
I am by no means weak
Nor will I relent.

Little one
I am in love with you
I am strength
And you are my weakness
I hold you in my gaze as you dream far beyond my reach
I hold your frame in my thoughts and long for your music
Your quiet songs of despair
Your quiet dance of love
You are the one I see
My storms wont let me unsee you
I wish I could
Darling one
Come closer ..

Jupiter.

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1. Jupiter

Love Letters My Poetry

Dear Jupiter;

I hope I find you well.

I lay awake yesterday with you on my mind
Oh how I long for you yet ..
In the dark of night I remembered the terror I feel when I think of you
You spin willfully through beautiful moments and stronghold me
Against all my ambitions
All of my strength
You draw your breathe and leave me for dead
I know, you may think I exaggerate but here I am torn into loveless pieces
Waiting for you
Needing you
Yet You, my love, speak to me with your storms
I cower behind my longings
I hold my own for only a minute
Until you crush me with your beauty
Your supremeness
Your wonder
I thought I was a waking dream.

I am your moon
I am your second
You are my world
My everything and more
I am one amongst us all
Slowly holding
While you break me.

But here I am in love
What will become of me?

Yours,
Ganymede

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