by M. Douglas Hoss
They must have loved each other, oh, so much,
Those subatomic particles that split,
Enough to stay so close at hand
So as to become so closely knit.
And when they grew to become a cell,
Still then, they never strayed too far.
In fact, they snuggled with their hope to tell
About the love that bound them to make them what they are.
Then over the eons, as they finally formed their skeletal frame
And stood erect in your beauty’s perfect skin,
They discovered their substance had a name
Still driven by a force they could not keep in.
And so, they learned to move your hands
And eyes and lips and heart
So as to set in motion all their plans
To complete their every part.
Now, with your embraces of the night,
I’m thankful for such a small and simple virtue
And the fact that our souls are bound that tight
By so deep a love that will always keep me near you.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
M. Douglas Hoss was born in Wichita, Kansas on March 28th, 1957. He has studied English and poetry for over twenty years, and in 2005 had his first book "From Time To Time" published by the Western Virginia Foundation for the Arts and Sciences, which was so successful, that signed copies of a first edition paperback sell for over $80.00 on the internet. Afterwards, he taught English and College level literature overseas and later moved to Seattle, Washington where he now resides, working on his next three books.
Last updated April 25, 2013