Have the thoughts of
happiness been lingering
in your conscious memories
of what we were and hopes
of what we could be?
Stalwart lover, too afraid
to cross the binds of companionship.
As if staring from a distant
clifftop across the sea into
your starry gaze. I see
the life of what we could be.
Dreams, fragmented and quarreled.
Warm summer rain that
runs through our bodies, the constellations
shining in our hearts. Love
older than the cosmos,
passion stronger than the
fire that burns our souls.
Reality is distance, truth
is separation. And so passes
the time that could have
been what we could be.
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 7:02 PM UTC
Off to the sunset
where my dreams lay at rest
and the escape to my
once and final test.
To leave behind the place
of everything I knew
the love I tried to find,
but did not find in you.
With any luck you'll
miss me, my smile.
Regret my loss of spirit
without the harsh denile.
But I leave the land
today, drenched in the rain.
To a place of greater hope,
never seen again.
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 12:11 AM UTC