The Spring equinox
cresting on the
horizon...

Hearts and doves
abandoned by the
poet...

He was tempted
to contact her
refraining for fear
of his echo...

The night is
becoming shorter...

So many things
they can do
that will remain
forever undone...

No whispers
Just silence...

So many things
they can say
that will remain
forever unspoken...

Eyes closing
bodies falling
into slumber.

They awoke on tissue paper
misbegotten feelings exposed
on the fine linen, the taste
of the sun had lost its flavor

Forgotten were the reasons
to remember the beginning;
they failed to connect
the words to their meanings.

The situation so egregious;
Time became too expensive,
It was just a moment
for their convenience.

The silver moonlight
it’s after midnight.

Hmmm…

Touching her curly hair
The secrets we often share

Shhh…

Conversations now faded
Moments of love quickly dissipated.

Adoration is searching for hope within the condensation. Maybe it’s time to say goodbye again; another disappearance from someone who said “I love you,” leaving a troubled soul in the midst of déjà vu. The patterns of time falling like heavy rain, saturating a life with poignant sensations.

Waves washing gently
upon the shores;
cloudy printed sky.

I keep thinking
about her toes,
in the sand.

Dawn becoming dusk;
seeing the moonlight
on the sea.

She left me
anticipating our tomorrow,
along her footprints.

This young Jamaican
Pressing her heart against my soul
The taste of Patois from her lips
Crushing the salty vexation

The melody of her imagination
Songs of wanting and familiarity
She connected with me from afar
Desire and passion ignited determination

Love born in winter died abruptly
Words echoing sentiments in the wind
She belonged to the moment
Gone before we could ever be

Sunrise towards my mental reflection;
Contemplating where my journey is directed.
Lying in the sweat of broken slumber;
The days are short and unevenly numbered.
Living in the darkness; dying in the light.
Silenced in the morning; tormented in the night.
Tested by devils and beaten by saints;
Waiting for the promise of mercy and grace.