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David Watt Dec 2012
She pulls in her soul from her heavy sleaves and asks him to love her as she is,
He rises to her every challenge but cannot bring himself to tackle this one thing.
She sees the tremor forming on the fringe,
The edge of everything they have built collapsing in and falling fast.

"I cannot love you, when you are so cold,
your heart is bitter and eternitys old,
Bring back your soul into my embrace,
and let you past fall clear and remove the taint!"

She feels the tears forming fast they flood over onto her cheeks
His hand clutches her face leaving her again feeling fragile and weak.
She feels the warmth in every gesture.
She opens her eyes and lets forth a whisper.

"On your word let these seasons winter,
let my history and pain fall away in splinters.
I choose to live and learn to love,
I say this in witness to those above."

In unity their lips then meet,
Feeling the warmth flow fast and deep,
The first kiss of many to come,
A gift from each of a unmeasurable sum.
David Watt Dec 2012
Bound to a memory thats quickly fading,
Your on your knees deperately praying.
Keep the past so crisp and clear,
So the pain keeps raw the hopless fear.

Take your pleeding to a higher might,
One with boundless un-clouded sight.
To Keep you locked in this eternal moment,
Making time cease being your torturous opponent.

Lost in his eyes seconds so splendid.
Defy every whim that fate intended.
For in two days your eyes will close,
Never to bring his cheeks to that subtle rose.

Kiss a smile that makes you quake,
deep down knowing every coming mistake.
For on this morning that you remember,
A fury burned in you as red as embers.

Words were said that you can't unsay,
Your temper could not abate this fray,
On the road that was slick with ice
Blood red rivers ran in a sickening slice.

The lights went out and the world got colder,
The ice moved in ever the bolder.
I miss your eyes that warmed me to my centre,
Now ever sore and fetid from this haunting splinter.
David Watt Dec 2012
Lost in the moment but always weary,
Of these lines we've drawn so weak and dreary.
Feeling so strong but all to open,
Praying for luck to bring me no omens.

Im waiting for the day it hurts me,
Heart torn and tears a plenty,
Blissfull with the here and now,
So pure so innocent unbound or captured by any vow.
David Watt Dec 2012
Calm and slow no fury red,
Almost like the angry me is dead,
No more blissful intoxication,
He doesnt rise to provocation.

Since you came he is so silent,
The joy so wholesome and potent.
Not quite feeling entirely secure,
Knowing inside my Anger cant be lured.

So I ask you to be my only protection,
Keep me safe and open to your affection,
No second line of hidden defenses,
And no lies dishonesty or dark pretenses.

Because even if you walk away,
Anger won't wake to play,
Half my heart I gave to feel,
Something deeper beautiful and totally real.

The cost that I have had to pay,
To wake and feel elation every day.
Is the part of me I relied on most,
No longer acting as his obedient host.
David Watt Sep 2012
Driven by nothing but a cavernous craving,
Anguished and ill considered decision making,
Pulled by something that calls inside,
Too strong to resist in sorrow abide.

Change everything that is me,
And leave anew refreshed and free.
Move on to possibly love another,
And know deep down the truth you cover.

The one you loved and left you behind,
Shattered and splintered pieces you still can't find,
The face that cant be forgotten,
The lover that left your heart rotten.

From my chest i take my hearts cinders,
And lock them away with catchless tinders.
Brace myself for no bright spark,
To light my way in the lonely dark,
David Watt Aug 2012
Under his crossed scarred arms,
Beats the heart of a fighter,
Beaten back by his own failings,
He fights for something he cannot conjure.

Willing everything that screams inside,
To pour from his fingertips,
And swirl into something for him to love,
Giving substance to something he feels.

Looking into fictional eyes,
The depth of feeling in every gesture,
Holds tightly in a dwindling light,
Contrasting with the bleakness around,

Sing to him like love is new,
Promises binding and complete,
To bring flesh to air,
And words from silence.

Let his heart lay his arms to rest,
And walk a new path where love is his guidance,
And its beats drown out the lonely silence.
David Watt Jul 2012
Lay down your arms and hold completely defenseless,
Love yourself with a deep desperation blissfull and limitless.
Let the moment wake your tears,
And live with me all of your torturous fears.

Lay yet closer so our lips barely part,
Hold my hand as if nursing your own heavy heart,
Take from me all you need to rebuild,
All the life that lonliness has killed.

My beauty my love my absent harmony,
You have consumed and taken the very last part of me,
No longer do your hands hold the fractures,
That re-break and tear without loves raptures.

Naked and used my lips are cold,
and after these years you've left me old,
Wrinkles creep on every canvas,
Till they like you consume all the paint.
No beauty no rhymes that convey completion,
Just left alone and dejected used till depletion.
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