Adrian Martinez

Copic markers and pencil on paper. 9 in by 12 in. Illustrated by Katharen Hedges.

[Copic markers and pencil on paper. 9 in by 12 in. Illustrated by Katharen Hedges.]

What Love Could Be

If our love could materialize into something

It would probably be an armadillo

Small and temptingly kickable

Its the kind of love others envy

And envy turns into violence

They try to ruin this love

But I promise this love will curl us up within it and keep us safe from every outside force

It

Unlike me

Can be your indestructible shield

I promise this love will protect you even after I’ve left you

The first of many promises I fear I’ll never be able to keep so you can finally sleep at night

I won’t let you have nightmares anymore

If our love could materialize into something

It would probably be a bird

Beautiful and slightly annoying to be woken up by at five in the morning

But even so

After a few minutes I could find myself lost in the melody of our love and chirp along to this song

But I’ll probably just let you sing because I’m a bit on the tone deaf side

I’m sure your voice could make gravity itself bend to your will

You let me fly even though my own wings were clipped long ago

With your help I could finally catch our 5AM love and put it back to sleep because I will never be a morning person

If our love could materialize into something

It would probably be a platypus

Abnormal and easy to make fun of

Our love sometimes look like a mistake

And to some it straight up goes against nature

Yet here we are

Flowing down this stream of life without a care in the world

For something that others call so unnatural our platypus seems to be doing well for itself

Don’t ya think?

If our love could materialize into something

It would probably be a newborn

Frail and kind of terrifying to touch

But within it holds an infinite number of possibilities

Its the future that’s just for you and me

So hold it with me

Cos its actually really heavy and I have no upper body strength

But even if these arms go numb I won’t let our future fall to the floor

I’ll protect it with every ounce of strength in my body

If our love could materialize into something

It would definitely be something imperfect and spectacular

And there’s no one who’s better at creating flawed beauty than you

I’m really bad at writing about love

But if one day I decided I really wanted to try

I think it would be about you

See I would start by running your name through my head until you became a permanent resident

Because trust me when I say there’s nothing else that’s worth thinking about

I’d trade every memory I’ve ever had for you

And who knows

Maybe I already have because it’s getting harder to remember what life was like without you

But I’m pretty sure it was miserably empty


I’ve Never Actually Written About Love

I’m really bad at writing about love

But if one day these hands wanted to take a shot at it I would make them tell the story of you

Of how God had his very own “Oh shit” moment when he realized he created something that surpassed the definition of beauty

And now no one knows can figure out what they should call you

But if I could

I think I’d like calling you mine

I’m really bad at writing about love

But if one day my heart lept out of my chest and bled itself dry on the page

I think I’d make the blood spell out everything I love about you

It would start with the way I love your never ending knowledge of useless facts

Trail into how I could watch the bounce in your step every time you start gushing over your love of the only sentence that holds every letter of the alphabet

“The quick brown dog jumped over the very lazy fox”

I’d let the world know that the smile curving your lips every time you reached the word “dog” caused my knees to give out on me

And the laugh that followed the end of your sentence matched the melody of an angel’s harp

It made me believe that heaven was real and existed in your heart

I started going to church every Sunday in hopes of getting in

I’m really bad at writing about love

But if I ever needed to do so

I think I’d relate you to nature

You’d be like bellowing thunder every time you were enraged

Hurricanes couldn’t destroy a person’s life as well as you when someone crossed you

You could put Katrina to shame

Earthquakes would never rock a person’s world like you do when you get up on that stage

The shattered heart you left as debris was always beautiful

You see

I’m really bad at writing about love

But if I could

I’d end it by telling the world that you are my favorite disaster

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