Red gold stroking strings
of Terra-cotta tocsin,
bounced a check today
and we wonder
will she rot in her cups?
How might we drink
all these donuts...
as a finger stirs the air,
her drum roll eyes...
time became tree limbs
of propaganda.

Why.

Cloud kissed
by hills
hemmed in
by patchwork stone,
a providence in Perugia
her cobalt dreams
strum gypsy wings
where
yellow fringed faces
follow the sun,
an itinerant balloon
tints the grass fucshia
then drifts away
to kiss the sky.

"It was Strange" is what I could possibly say, at the least that is..
Seeing you once again, locking eyes, yet turning our heads, only to feel each others stares..
hearing the echos as we speak, while we do not dare to take a peak..
I will not tell a lie, & say I did not feel what was once there..
Your smile made me remember, that although we fell so hard, there had to be a high from where we have fallen.. & there was.
A memory of positivity, from something that has done so much damage, yet I can truly say I have overcame.. To deeply find out within myself, & can proudly say "I have changed".. I cannot say the same for you Sir, for you are the same.. There has been no change.
Not speaking to seem better than you, but better than who I was.. & I will not look down upon you because change is something you must want.
I simply look back at who you were, & you were never this troubled.. You've changed into something you, yourself even fear of, & that is what pushed me away.. Yet there you are, still the same, with no change made.
I always seen something better, & brighter in you than which you choose to show.. But you never really understood the universe, which there is inside of you..
You were always afraid of the light.. Walking around with shades on.
Yet continuously wondering, & asking "What am I doing wrong?"..
If you would have just listened.. I've been telling you all along.
I'm glad you're finally realizing.. You say to me "A little too late", yet I respond "Better late, than never".
I just hope one day you'll make things right.. Not for us.
Because what was, no longer is.. But for you, your well being, & your soul.
Do not let it stay cold.. Turn it into gold.

The world may not revolve around you, but everything in my world, reminds me of you

Anything green brings a mental image of you, not because it is your favorite color, which has been mine as well, since the day I've met you, & had the pleasure to find who lied within your uniquely green eyes
I could ramble on about the shades of greens your eyes are similar to, but nothing would ever compare

I still enjoy nature walks, & going on adventures, although it was always better to do so with you
I no longer look at the trees, nor sky the same
Because even the wind whispers your name
The moon no longer shines as bright, nor do the stars flicker
So dim, so still, the sky does not dance anymore, like the universe knows I lost the sparkle I once had

Nothing at all will ever be the same, because this mental image I have of you I can easily paint, & put on a frame

I see you in everything that I see
Smell you in everything that has aroma
Taste you in everything that taste
& feel you in everything that I touch

My mind no longer wants to want you, but my heart says I must
I guess this is why they call it a crush

The horrifying feeling of being rejected
Not simply rejected, since we once were
But being used as a tool of ****** pleasure
Yet, not quite a pleasure of love
Had this spiritual connection, as if it wasn't the first time we've met
The pleasantly beautiful sense of calmness, just laying there on the bed
The laughs, looks, & smiles we shared during deeply personal conversations
How you'd hold me tight through the night, simply staring into each others eyes, it always felt so right
The best part of my day would always be spending the night with you, gazing at the moon, & sharing energy within the two
Felt as if you were the one
The one others might say is a soulmate, a twin flame
But you did not see the same
Although I was the only one who you'd talk to, about everything that would trouble you
Aware of the feelings I've had, I was always strong enough to wish you best in what you thought you needed to have
Absolutely heart broken in imagining you in someone else's hands, but giving you advice because all I wanted was to see your soul dance
Now I sit here silently, wishing you'd come back
Staring at these pictures, when things didn't seem so bad
Breaking down quietly, no one can see I'm sad
I finally get the courage to say how much I really miss you
Yet, as soon as I start typing I feel like I can't see you
It's hard to face the truth sometimes
But I never gotten closure
I hope for the day, we break down this walls, & become a little closer
Haven't spoken for months now, yet you still roam my mind
Wishing for the day, the you will once again be mine
But for now I play this mind games
Hoping in answers to find