Can I one day cook
For you
You leaned against my fridge
Until I kissed you
You felt nothing

Can I put a finger
On you
You made love to me so intense
Until I filled you
You felt nothing

Can I sleep
With you
You lay beside me like an angel
Until I woke you
You felt nothing

Can I fall in love
With you
You moved into my heart
Until you left me
You felt nothing

Can I get the truth
From you
You kept insisting
Until I believed you
You felt nothing

"Not now, or never did?"
You said "never did"

My heart shrank
As I felt everything
Squeeze out of me

You felt nothing

Many sank to the unfathomable depths
Of the stormy ocean in my heart
Never to resurface for air
Yet you sailed gracefully on top

The waves you were riding
Didn't pose a threat to you
As the damaging tidal power
Was your long lost friend

But even before the swells
Would slowly settle down
To a calming rhythm
That would soothe in repetition

You chose to step ashore
A small barren island
Of self preservation
With no room for contrition

Feel my battering on your cliffs
Taste the salty droplets on your lips
Awake the courage to take once more
To the high seas of my heart

Come let us tame
Our ocean of regret

Winged eyes were losing their vision
As you flapped against the concrete floor
A spider web entangled your fragile legs
Taking the power to fly once more

Resting on a grape's withering leaf
After I removed the sticky glue
You winked at me with fading wings
As you lifted off in late summer blue

Your pupils trembling with faithless fears
Cause mine to crave for cleansing tears
While our eyes dare not look beyond today
Our erratic hearts will pave the way

Your eyes first brushed
Against my scorched soul
Panic stricken I turned away
Fearing that the supernova
Raging in your dark pupils
Would set my sky on fire

Light years away
An abyss in my heart
Obscured by dark matter
Ached for your inferno
Burning the scar tissue
Of my heart atop a pyre

Two moons in our fables and one on her shoulder
Zero gravitation when my eyes behold her
Painstakingly nurtured to escape from within
The face of the moon was drawn on her skin

The real one is white and glimmers with pride
Her moon drawn green will now and then hide
But after I laid eyes on her cratered skin
The whole of her moon had changed me within