Here And Now Poem by Josh Rodriguez

some things are meant
to be unattainable,
out of reach,
ethereal;

it might be painful
at first,

but

it’s beautiful
to realize that
there is still
magic in
this world,

magic with

flowing hair,
soft lips,
tiny wrists,
boundless eyes,

and a heart that
has nothing but
the will of God
in it

and a little of
his well documented
malice toward
the weak of will
who forget so often
the forgotten commandment:

though shalt
let her break you,
not you her,
then piece yourself
together again

and give respite
to a waning
and perforated
soul.