The ocean that traps you
Floods from my eyes
I mourn a hope
That I had of blue skies
Cloudless days
Laying in time
Endless oceans
Forgotten to rhyme

The ocean that traps you
Tightens its grip
To a hope that you clung to
Of a long awaited trip
Hot sun
Bare skin
Close confines
Forgotten for sins

The ocean that traps you
I will drain
I will sink to the depths
And bring you home again.
You always come home
You once said to me
I will make it so
I will set you free.

The sun sets on each day
And orange fire starts the next
And yet it seems like I am stuck
Continually vexed

Time marches on
I am left behind
Footprints in the snow
I am left to find

"Just a few days"
And how am I to say
That is months to me
And my nerves fray

Until you stand upon the threshold
And your hands caress my face
I will continue to outrun time
In this never ending race

i have seen the heaven created in you—  
one they could not understand.  
and so they named it wrong,  
because they could not hold what they feared in their hand.  

you were fire, and i the very same.  
they said we’d burn the world down—  
but all we ever wanted was to be warm.  

her touch: psalm.  
her gaze: prayer.  
and still, they call it sin—  
as if holiness can’t wear soft skin and hold my hand.  

they could not understand  
that when she loves me,  
the sky listens more closely  
and the stars stay a little longer.  

her eyes, gently pulling me in—  
her gaze sweeping me beneath her tides  
as i pry to the surface  
to utter her sacred name.  

and even the breath feels borrowed,  
as if the universe conspired to see it through.  

how can my sin be love?  
oh, they would never understand.

How can I tell you
Just what you mean?
How can I say the things
I can't even say to me?

It will all be over
We will be left to want
What neither can have
An eternal taunt

But we will remember
The words we have written
They are etched into hearts
Left bereft yet smitten

Some things are easier
Said than undone
We try to fight it
But it cannot be won

You play a better game than me
It's fair to say, it's plain to see
In terms of distraction
You're better at pretending
That I'm not always there
A silent flare

Radio silence
We don't acknowledge
But I don't need you to
I know I'm a patient pin
Sitting just under your skin

I'm waiting for you to break
To bend, to blow
The process is slow
But the finale will be
The greatest show

How long will you last?
How long before you cave?
Resistance is futile
Give me your attention
It's all that I crave.

You know
In the hush between words
In the way a name
Feels lighter or heavier
On the tongue.

You know when it's love
Not by the flowers they bring
Bt by how they stay
When the pedals fall.

You know who's yours
And who's only passing
Through the hollow
Of your hope .

You know who holds you
With clean hands
And who touches you
With doubt.

You know who to trust
By the silence
That doesn't sting.

You know  who to choose
By how your soul softens
When they speak.

You always know
Before the goodbye
Before the first lie
Before the ache .

Even when you pretend
You don't
You do.

Because when it's real,
You never have to ask
Bt when it's not,
No answer ever fits


You know
You've always known.