You caught me a young gupping fish who kissed you steal hook and become caught
Suddenly bound to a line you pulled me through the water of gushing, warping emotions
I burst from the surface into the serene clear of day and fell into the pool of your eyes
I was gasping and out of breath, looking to you for salvation after being left raw.
Perhaps my fresh, cursed, spinning youth captured your fixation.
Then lady future whistled your name and you dropped me on the bottom of your wooden boat.
She blew a picture of colour into your eyes and mind.
You shook into a dazed fazed dimension and then come plummeting back down to see poor me flopping around lostly at your ankles.
Picking me up with tender care you then placed me back into the water with a loving hand.
But I forgot how to swim

You made me fall for you.
You *******.
You treated me well when everyone stomped on me.
****.
Your kindness and affection knocked down my wall so you could see me for the true trembling naked self.
*******.
You took me on my first journey through love making me only ever think it would be you.
*******.
Then life's train made you board the next carriage leaving me behind.
Scoundrel.
Here I lie now with others, only wishing to be in your arms.
*******.
Go be happy with another, you deserve it.
Good *******

I asked God why I was here.
I am just a nameless face to the thousands that walk on the city streets, just that girl in a philosophy lecture, just another woman praying to your carved face.
What meaning does my life have in the grand scheme of things. I pay my taxes. Send in my essays. Recycle my newspapers. Just another person in a world of seven billion living and countless dead, constantly extrinsically  experiencing moments of sonder.

He said
Do you remember when I said "I will bless you and give you such a large family, that someday your descendants will be more numerous than the stars in the sky "?
You are a star. Your life is a star in the sky, a gem in that crown of humanity.
When you are gone, your actions, words, loves will live on in others.
You contribute to the beautiful, shining wonder that is the human race.
Your star's rays will hold hands with others to give the living a beautiful infinite view.
So, be bright, my dear child.

Penny coins drop through my fingers
on top of the grave of the present.
Each a day, second, moment. Spent.
A passing shiver of consciousnesses between sleep rises up into the vast cloudy sky.
A mare wisp of steam evaporating.
Discontentment and regrets grind through the cogs in the clock becoming sand on the beach.
A single day becoming a ringing, chiming melody in the bank of background noise.

The waves taint the golden sand with black filler
The steam becomes a rain cloud
The coins dwindle in to bankruptcy

I fear at the end of my days I will become very poor
Unless you held my hand with your Midas-touch.

I see you sitting opposite me
In the café I couldn't find.
All this flashing time concealed within.
Life carved a few more shallow lines of laughter around your smiling eyes.
Small flutters of emotion play so slightly on the harp of my nerves.
Not the once great rushing torrents I had.
Unwanted and alone.
Your kiss was a tonic.
A sweet poison.
Addictive and stupifying.
I will always respond to your touch
I will akways want it.
The river tgat flows between us is wooshing and whirling with joy, pain and sorrow.
Deafing to me
Silent to you.
You stand at the opposite bank
Moored with experience and knowledge.
And I gaze at you
I see your past through my merky minds eye.
Dumbfounded by youth.
Your crossing, each stone layed a loss, a fling, an insipid mistake.
You crossed to the otherside.
"Come, come" you call
"Join me" you beacon
But I am only learning to lay the stones for my bridge.

It's a bright day
A cool wind seeps
Though my bedroom window
Making the air,
Pleasantly crisp.
In slept in,
Should of gone to church,
But I was too sleepy for God.
There is an emptiness to the blue sky
Like a tropical ocean
I want to drive deep into it
And swim in her invigorating waters.
On the street I see,
A family of four walk by,
Mum pushing baby little girl
Rides her pink trike with white wheels
I had one, once .
It's a shame I have to study today,
I'll try but the sun
Is blinding me