I held on while I let you go; and darling if that's not love I don't know what to do.
When you walked away I only told you one lie and that was that I hated you.
That lie was true only on the surface because deep in my heart, darling, it split me in two.
I'm still in love, despite my best efforts; you're beyond me while I'm in my own noose.
Staring at a map, I cross the distance with my fingers and understand there is no use.
Life has made it's own plans for what became of us, and darling, love is always askew.

there are no ghosts
in the sky,

my tabby cat wears the moon,
curled into the corner
like a sleepy fog,

the dreamscape is made
of silver and gold,

you (like always)try to get my
attention and i (like always) ignore
you, trying to write
my poem…

you say you’re not a poet but
with a girl like that,
how could you speak
anything less than
the stars?
-a.c.b

waves and earthquakes
may have the power
to shake our world
and our bodies.
but nothing makes
our souls shudder
like words do.

-May Colde

Maybe I'm happy,
deep down below.
Covered by miles and miles of snow.
But down here it's cold,
and dark,
like night, sixfold.

So, I'm stuck down here
with my fear,
of winter never ending.

But when I'm with you,
and I am mending,
I smile,
a real one for awhile.
And the snow is melting,
my joy, overwhelming.

So, maybe I'll sit in the trees
underneath the summer sun, feeling free
with you. Maybe.