Explosive Souls Poem by Leah Ayliffe
Explosive Souls
My mind's been on you,
Your eyes are on me.
I saw you, I saw you,
I saw that look,
Filled with more than any words could say.
You belong in the arm's of another woman,
And I know she's out there.
Somewhere.
Wondering just where you've been.
I know I should care,
But you've been on my mind.
Babe, it was the ending before the start,
The joker sort of flare.
I don't know why, but we didn't care.
The girl who has a past of innocence,
It was hard to ignore,
The honest desire flaming in my soul.
I wanted you bad,
But worse,
You wanted it too.
I sit beside you,
Driving fast,
You always drive fast.
I stare out at the white,
Sometimes yellow,
Lines,
That contrast with the dark pavement.
They blur and they move,
I guess it is we who are moving.
Before I could get sad,
Knowing all too well what this is,
Knowing as we get down and gritty,
Inhale the moment.
The toxic happiness of getting high for free.
You suit me well,
You suit me well….
You suit me well as a gangster dreamer.
That's what you want, you are.
Tell me your dreams,
Drop your beat.
I can't help but swoon,
For a man like you.
Cause I'm like a bird,
Free and attracted to things that shine.
And you shine.
Got a sparkle in your eye,
Telling me the wonders of your mind,
Telling me the troubles you've been through.
Yeah you had a rough past, you say you were bad.
Here's your redemption,
Your resurrection.
Letting me adore in your affection.
We're playing the game,
We're playing it well.
Having too much fun for what is the end.
Too attached to a limited affair.
Your heart is always at war,
It should be easy,
It should.
Shouldn't it be easy?
Cause I saw the brilliance of your face,
The pigment of your soul,
Before I met you.
But I did see you, I saw you,
You see me too.
You told me I'm your soul mate.
I laugh like it's good fun,
I laugh cause it's not a lie.
We pretend it is anyway,
We pretend that it's all play.
The spark is too bright,
We can't keep fueling the flame.
If we keep it up, we will explode.
That's what you and I are,
We are explosions.
I didn't need you.
You didn't need me.
We only wanted to.
We knew these moments were our secret.
These moments were ours to keep.
We were explosive souls.
And we exploded.
This poem circles around itself, sometimes in concentric circles moving outward, other times circles, spiralling in, getting tighter and smaller. And that image I've pictured is a counter image to the EXPLOSION image which eventually blows up my image, and the poem itself. Your poems are long, and my response is like Robert Schumann referring to the HEAVENLY LENGTHS Schubert's last symphony. Of course, to be heavenly the length has to be consistently enjoyable and meaningful. Otherwise, Schumann would have said, Damn him, this is too long! I'm not being flippant, because length in Lyric Poetry is always an issue, as you know better than I do being a composer of song lyrics as well as lyric poems. But in this poem length gives you the space for this circling: the first outward circle is the reference to another woman out there, more suited for him (?) . but the first inward circle comes very quickly - it's the HONEST DESIRING burning in both souls which leads into the image of intense driving, like desire it doesn't take you anywhere but it heats things up.I don't know but the image of getting high for free strikes as moving outward, but immediately after the image of being attracted to shining things and the offer of REDEMPTION/RESURRECTION drastically spirals in - tighter. That moment stunned me.
Well said. So many grabbing lines. I love these lines Got a sparkle in your eye, Telling me the wonders of your mind, Telling me the troubles you've been through. Yeah you had a rough past, you say you were bad. Here's your redemption, Your resurrection. look forward to reading more of your work!
Just read your beautiful poem and loved it! Rated it 9/10. 'I can't help but swoon, For a man like you. Cause I'm like a bird, Free and attracted to things that shine. And you shine. Got a sparkle in your eye, Telling me the wonders of your mind, Telling me the troubles you've been through.' - These are some of the many beautiful lines that charmed me. And the last two lines are really explosive!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The references to laughter, pretense, play seem emotionally cool and therefore the circle widens, but once again the opposite movement happens immediately. The explosion of course is a trickster - it probably blows both man and woman far apart. But after the explosion the scattered pieces will float invisibly and perhaps remingle. Perhaps the reconstitute both partners.