my demons really like his sanity.
it is not mutual.

I have the drive of a servant
So I need to strive to learn it
It’s not enough to want it
That doesn’t reach the sum of it

When my brothers dog died.
In his eyes crumbling,
The loudest silence I've ever heard.

He saw her walking slowly
In the fading summers sun
The gentle wisps of breezes
Made her dark hair flow and run
Her bright eyes flashed of danger
And her red  lips promised sin
So his heart ruled over his sharp mind
And said “let the games begin”
He made a move to claim her
He spoke to her words sweet
He adored her very presence
He worshipped at her feet
Forever he was with her
And always she with he
They were bound by all the acts of love
And never wished to be set free
The moral of my poem
If such is here at all
Is if you take a chance in love
You may hear Cupid’s call
You may feel his sharpest arrow
Or he may well shoot and miss
But you’ll never know that answer
If you first don’t chance a kiss.

❤️

Together,
Forever,
You and me,
The river and the sea,
I flow into you.
You and me,one,
The moon and the sun,
Light, I take from you.
You and me,
The flower and the bee,
Together we make honey,
To make life sweet as can be.
16/9/2019