Are the grasses of loves past green enough,
To throw ours on their pyre?
Will you always hearken back love,
To long burned out desires?
When you close your eyes is it me you see?
Or some other lover from memory.
Will you take my hand and walk with me?
Or is this spark lost in their flame?

Are the grasses of loves past green enough,
To twist ours on their pyre?
Is their ash in your mouth not cooled enough?
Are there embers still burning brighter?
When you kiss my lips are you where you want to be?
Or are you lost in other kisses reverie?
Will this lacking fool become a brief history?
Or will this spark rise to a flame?

Are the grasses of loves past green enough,
To consume ours on their pyre?
You say you live in the moment love,
But your heart is full of old reminders.
When you hear my name does it make you smile?
Or do other names echo through your wistful mind?
Will you ever look at me as your greatest find?
Or will this spark die in their flame?

With every crooked smile,
You take my breath away from me.
Your eyes filled with laughter,
Beguile me.
My happiest place is in your company.

With the heat of your kisses,
And each soft caress,
I fall into breathless space,
No regress.
My foolish heart flutters within my chest.

With each song you sing,
You take my breath from me.
A lyrical seduction,
Enslaves me.
Now and forever, I'm yours completely.

I awoke and broke free
A being of light
Happier than I've been
In the longest time.
The darkness is gone
An unbearable night
A malevolent dream
That fades....

Peeling the wallpaper
From the walls
Glimpses of layers underneath
Some vibrant and bright
Others sombre and dark
Measurements of growth
And the passing of time
A history revealed
With patience and care
Papered-over cracks
Stripped and laid bare
Each one a story
A voiced over documentary
Narrating the life of a room.

I close my eyes to set my other senses free.
The salt tang fills my nostrils and mouth,
and the biting cold of a dying day prickles my skin.
Waves slap on rock and gargling water ***** noisily back to the sea.
Even with my eyes closed I see the sun slip behind Forth mountain,
my eyelids losing translucence with the dimming of its glow.
The October wind whips chill on my face,
and with a shiver, I open my eyes and see my way home.

A word to soothe a spirit.
A smile to reassure.
A nod to encourage.
A tear to empathise.
A text to say I thought of you.

So many ways to touch...
Without actually touching.

I know how to love
Unconditionally
To give my heart to someone
Utterly and completely.

I just don't know how to cohabitate
To constantly share my personal space
It doesn't mean I don't love you
In all there's a time and a place.

Please don't be saddened lover
I'm not pushing you away
Be patient, as you have been
I may get there someday.