My heart aches
when moments relied upon
when the skies gray
no longer inspires my eyes,
I’m lost in a horizon,
waiting for the tears
to come cleanse the walls
of my secretive integrity.
For it is in your hands,
the soft sweet sensual
nature of her demeanor,
a smile that fades in mind.
For it is when we do know love,
the ache inside our body
is enough to want to
stop the motion of life itself.
For it is in this my tears,
I try with all the strength
in my soul,
to understand the freedom.
For it will be forever,
my heart in its organicity
always bleeds a tear.
For it is the silent melody
of a broken heart,
with no mend,
only a haunting silence.
what once we knew lost
found in vacant storefronts, trails
in woods at our cost
today, while fresh memory brought me a distance,
the shadows revealed loss,
hidden in the crevices of the world I live in.
I couldn’t have predicted such pain,
I wouldn’t know where to explain,
something I can’t tell anyone,
I sit here,
I’m crying, on the verge of some
loss of sanity,
I’ll not process this well,
I say to only myself,
because I cannot speak to you, I can’t tell you, I can’t find you,
I can’t hear your voice, your listening eyes, your spontaneity. I can’t.
I don’t know what to do,
beyond just slapping word after word here,
hoping somehow to find a gasp,
a reality of this mixture of ill and loss and some
my heart has exploded inside,
and all I can do is ask it to stop,
so the hurt will go away,
I need the hurt to
I don’t know,
in a way that isn’t meant to draw attention,
I just don’t want to live,
I don’t want to have to recover
I don’t miss
I miss you.
I wonder if you might know,
how soon while in the throe,
I do my willingness throw,
my heart in full tell of your soul.
I wanted to kiss you there, again,
have you swoon, and shake the reign
of self-control, to let go while in rain,
we two could train love our refrain.
I really didn’t know when your lips
did touch my meaning how my slips
into an eternal passion silent clips
of my reality would loosen my grip.
Now it is today, I am so truly lost
wishing now what is the real cost.