A moon milky white,
tossed shimmers to the trees.

The branches danced modestly,
As the leaves then whispered to the breeze.

Clouds lined with silver look to be sketched out of ash,
As brashly strewn sequins dance on black glass! X

Will your world finally return to you,
once you cry out into an empty space loud enough?

Will you allow the frayed threads of your voice
not to be drowned out by the patter of self doubt?

Could its chance to be heard
only exist
in your own terrified silence ? X

Stilling,
a word that ain't right
Stilling, I feel the stillness still in me
Just for a second
I need continuing
rhythmic breaths keeping
I am not thinking, but am I?
Am I breathing right and stilling my mind?
Go figure, I am sleepless sleeping all the time.

Slipping,
Like I had time and it is spilling
Like now how much more do I possess
Peace is slipping from the best of the hands
We were calm before, future uncertain
It's the present I don't know
It's in second break, slipping into a trance

Stopping,
My thoughts like a top, endlessly spinning
A spiral of worries, a ceaseless hum
Is this a dream, or has my reality come undone?
The world spins on, indifferent to my plight
Trapped in this moment, suspended in night
I yearn for an end, a quiet release
From this relentless turmoil, I seek inner peace.

Sinking,
Deeper into the silence, slowly shrinking
The edges of my being, blurring and faint
A whisper of self, a silent complaint
The weight of the world, a heavy embrace
Leaving no room for time, no time, no space.
Just this hollow echo, a fading sound
As I lose myself, nowhere to be found.

Surrendering,
To the quiet starking dark, no longer contending
The fight has left me, a weary sigh
Beneath the vast and indifferent sky.
This hushed acceptance, a strange new grace,
A fading pulse in this empty space.
No more struggle, just a gentle sway,
As I finally let go of this body, and drift away.

I would give you, almost anything,

for the borders, to close.
For our separate galaxies,
to inch, and crawl, ever closer,

winding and unwinding
around each other,
like the red thread of fate,
rocking gently, on twin spools.

I would give up, almost everything,

for my lifeline, to unravel,

if only...

to retangle, around yours,
in a closed,
but infinite loop.

I would give you my all,
my everything

For the distance,
between us...
to vanish.
For the spaces around us,
to suture themselves, together,
and heal,
like gaping wounds.

For the sublime favor,
of feeling you shine down, on me,
in a way no other, could do.

To see all your love,
reflected, in your mirrored irises,
and know that no one,
stands before, or behind me.

And I'd sell my own soul,
without a second thought
just to hear you say

That I'm your one,
your only love,
and no other
could ever

do.