Shadowed behind
riped curtains
& moonlight punching.

Reflecting soul.
It flows like gold
as you pour it over me
Eyes shut tight
Heart torn
But beating again.

Climbing down
From our high
Scratched
Breathless
Wearing only
Lines of sweat.

A blurry crowd
Not a face in focus
When it's just us

Time moves
And it won't slow
When it's just us

When it's time
We will remember the moment
When it's just us
Making new homes
And new memories
That'll be us

Staying close
But living far
That'll be us

Reunited again
Our touch burning with lust
It can only be us

Two fools falling
But we fly

A smile drew across my face.
For the last time I felt this,
I thought it would be my last.
And now.
Stripped bare and brand new.
Across my brow, and my lips.
I have you,
For the first time.

Like the touch of love,
My body flickers with excitement
as the rain flows.
Until every last drop,
drenches my skin.

It's like I've never felt rain,
Until today.
Rain like this,
doesn't fall
Every day.

But seriously, Cupid.
How do you ask:
Will you be my Valentine?

I'll remember the time,
When your words and smile,
Made me new.

It makes my chest sink,
In agony of what could have been.
A love I wanted to give,
That fell, pointlessly.

I still fell for her,
Even when she told me not to.

I'll remember the time,
When the words that escaped my lips,
felt like the perfect me.
Now only letters remind me of her voice,
Poetry for me.

When every word I used was for her,
And they ran out.
A drift of space,
A burning drought.

I'll remember the time,
When I told myself to stop writing about you.

Storm water channelled by terracotta roofs,
Falling to the Earth like waterfalls.
Green plants clinging to the walls and you.
Dancing on the wet stone.