Effort put forward
Insecurity
Halts progress

Heart rate rises
Then falls

Longing and desire
Ever present

The divide
Between yearning
And attaining

The outcome
Neither right
Nor wrong

The effort
Turns effortlessly tedious

Night against day
Syncronicity within opposition

Occuring frequently
To impress no one

Not even her.

My ears burn and wiggle
When you speak my name
I listen
Patiently
From afar
With passion and desire
Just to feel a twitch
Yet there is nothing
Not even a cool breeze
Across my earlobe
To fool me
Again

I shall long for you
As my lungs long to breathe
Without thought
Without conscious effort
And I shall long for you
As ocean waves long to crash upon shore
In and out the tide goes
Yet constant are the waves
As is my love for you
You that I hold so dearly
You that dream of
You that I love

Snapping at me
Glimmering for but a second
Like the muffled sun
In the dead winter
Lingering
Unwilling to love

I stand
A shivering heap of man
Clutching no one
Writhing in agony
Praying for salvation
From dead winter

Slowly
As the season changes
The warmth returns
The sun no longer muffled
Banishing the cold
Back into it's season
And as dead winter fades
So shall my memories
Of you

Stagnant time
Time not once counted
Between thoughts disconnected
Relief escapes me in my hour
My hour of stagnant time
That chews upon my soul
Lingering and cold
Like a clear winter's eve
In my hour
There is no one
There is nothing
Just time

A space
A small space
Where great things
Are kept
A space
Where I'll keep this
When I'm finished
A small space
That isn't filled
With much