A bitter taste upon my tongue reveals that you are near.
Cleansing flames fueled by rage ***** out bits of fear.
I scream and shout my call to arms knowing you won’t hear,
Or understand my battle cry; there is no love lost here.

Oh, how grateful I am for this pain that brings with it clarity,
That these tears welling up leave a trail of joy,
That I have weathered these tempestuous cries from the skies and still I rise,
With a sense of longing that I’ve never had before.
A desire for more;
The greatest gift that I have ever given myself.

I see god
In the way the sunlight
Shines through the tree tops
On this warm windy day

Truth be told,
I do not know what will happen
The future is a sly, elusive construct.
It may be you and me against the world.
Or me against you.
I hope for neither,
But expect both.

One look at you and
The crack in my heart begin to fill

I see storms in your eyes,
Longing for cloudy skies,
And the sight of your Emerald Isle.
But try as I might, I can not fight,
The urge to ask you to smile.