I cried
a few hours a day
overwhelming pain and sadness
overpowered by a disturbance
reminding me of everything
I did wrong
and what I could of done right
left alone to tackle
all these emotions
that one day would be
lost memories
of lessons learned

She
was a subtle beauty
with a slight implication
of sexuality

***
was never a sin
it was a gift
from the universe
to remind us
that we are gods

My heart
weeps
reminiscing of evenings
spent on the beach
staring into the amber light
that once was a devotion so strong
not even the tides could wash
the stain of our love
away

Winter
had a way of
reminding me
that you couldn’t  have light
without darkness
balancing my soul
telling me
to crawl back
into my dark hole

Silver lined skies
hues of powder blue
looking through
the passenger window
on the road to nowhere
Sunday morning drives
with my father

She said
I had a way with words
a tongue
that spoke to her soul
leaving a sense
of curiosity