The rain kisses the earth

A breath of cool air

Caught between two acts
And I’m just standing there

I whisper my thoughts
And the strength to proclaim escapes me

Who comforts my mind when nostalgias face hurts to look at

What purpose do I carry
When my hands can no longer create

What place do I reserve at my table when I can’t wake from my nightmare

From under the pergola I look beyond to a cloudy sky

And to a fractured self

So tired
Ashamed
So raw

Weight builds around a frame that once brought pride

Hair covers a face that never stoped smiling

Shadows dwell in a heart that used to be so open

Abba where have I gone
Creator why doesn’t the son rise up
Father what lies have built residence within my mind

God why am I lost and searching for your name

Delicate hands soften a classical sound

Love in the air but not in the heart

A tragic and impressional soul left behind
Staring at a weeping reflection

A time from before mine holds my melancholic thoughts in warm hands

Whispers and the early morning song remind me of my solidarity

This peace

Id be a fool to look on the life I’m living with doubt

With disdain

A jazz tune weaves simplicity into my words
Casual jubilee into my thoughts
Careless expectations
And a broken memory to fill my dreams

The darkest house is a lonely house

And I refuse to live in the shadows of my choices

The life I lead is uncertain

But still I dream

And still I look forward to the whispers and early morning song

Crooked wooden tables hold the story of a thousand travelers

Heavy eyes allow for pause in the flow of a coffee shop
Whispers break through the cancellation of sound

Close to you

Finger painted emotions are showing on my van goh face
I relieve the stress

Concerned looks

I know how familiar that smell is
It simply comes with the tide of this year

The taste of wine on your lips

My problems rest easy like his hands on your hips
Gentle glances at the marks on their skin

Unspoken words dance on a ******* closed mouth
I contemplate voicing
But bid farewell instead

I grin with crooked teeth and smile

To dwell on this color of life

Through this inflection I now see the canvas that my life is being painted on

I love the strokes and curves

I now ready my hand

With love
Prayer
And preparedness

Forever loving where my soul will guide

She's more than moved on
She's buried my name in a dark place along with the others

I feel it well in my chest
The same pain I told her to let go of

The fractured self is such a curious example of naivety
My soul presses into the memory
My heart sheds tears that only she has seen
And my mind doubts the perfect things I told myself

The air struggles to find the bottom of my lungs
Vision blurry while I look at my reflection

So softly I whisper the truth that used to hold me at night
So tentatively I allow my steps to guide the walk I hold in such high regard

My words now are not that of wisdom and somber reflection

But of a cry into the night

And a denial of tomorrow's light

her smile

her faith

her heart

words dance and stumble around my head

to capture in whole who you are to me
words would never satiate the reality

the unyielding passion
to
your hand on my chest

your breath on my neck

the still of the night that we share with closed eyes

beyond what is written
you are my once in a lifetime

ever waiting on a forever with you