::                  ::                  ::
            ::                ::              ::        
       ::          ::              ::           ::            
           ::         ::            ::            ::               ::
      in returning the favour.       ::
       You want to... I can tell   ::    
     & receiving first is prefer-
    able. I've learnt this
lesson well

views of sunrise,
my ever disappearing lover,
broke the best.

Mummy's
blowing
loving kisses
wrapped in
swirling
rainbow orbs

PoP!

That heart you'd kept safe,
then returned cold and blue..
It still leaks when it beats,
leaving ***** stains of you.

Heartbeats will quicken,
as breathing slows.

We are dancing again.

In your smiling blue eyes,
I am reminded of who I am to you;
where we have been, my love,
dreams we are making.
Places in our hearts,
we are yet to explore.

Together in harmony.

I can still taste you,
sweet gentle kisses;
still lingering long
after they stole my heart

Forever.

Let the dance carry us,
when absence makes our feet heavy
on this beautiful journey of two.

*Set us to 3/4 time.

T
i
n
der
of smiles,
c r a c k ling
word sparks,
ignite the
dry.

clarity*           ~ in sensing the fall~                             
        when known, makes        each spiral stop:
                     You... are still here,           you will         
                                                 ­                            get up**.

There is always salt in our many recipes of love.

I
was
whole
on my own
okay
at the start til
you came along &
wide-bust my heart
& made me believe love
means two parts of US pair.
"You'd always love me &
always be there."
BUT
 reality shone brightly
YOU
had
no
care.
SO
I'll
worship you
not. no longer. no more.
YOU
prey
when you're sorry & you're left all alone,
as lights in that tunnel guide you down home.
For the journey, I wish you good luck and good health  
for without you, i would've been stuck on my shelf
:)

Upon the alabaster, crafted; An ink
so deep, so everlasting.
Driven hard...
to let the art in;
Words unspoken,
sear the darkest.
Beg the finish
bruised
(& ******)
drenched
                                                exhausted... 

Open to eyes:
A poets soul's exalted.

Sitting  naked
for respected fellows...
nymph to Rubinesk:
Seen,unseen
  I'm purest
colour

They've been chasing me...so I stopped:
Why aren't they here,
I'm ready to listen!

Maybe, you heard them too?

("hello you, are you keeping safe?)
And the whole World stops, still,
instantly at peace,
You...
                             are remembering Us.
                    A constant which
                 remains,                  
                        when all else is in flux.    

               ~In another time, I would not / should not reply~

You are with me, as I am with you.
Holding on, to the totally known...

How,
or when,
those lovely words of yours
travel to find me doesn't matter;
I feel you...
in everything beautiful,
each and every day. Always,
with the heartfelt knowledge, you
feel that same connection also.

So beautifully, uniquely everything, of everythingly.
So rare, are we...                        
Your face on my pillow,
         The moon of your smile,
Those stars,    
                     the 'too many' reasons,
       Adventures...
              both wholesome,  
   and dreamt of.  
   Chocolate kisses.    
  Pebbles in pockets.        
Pink blue sunsets.            
A simpler World,                    
which fell away within a gaze.

Our secrets forever safe in our perfect. bubble, so preciously protected from the storm outside.

~We will never meet another soul, as Us~

Yet,
watching such a beautiful man endure such turmoils, was so heartbreaking for your butterfly...
Even if,
she does understand
all the reasons why
you stayed...

I listened to your turmoil by the sea (the chaos effect of your butterfly was rippling throughout you)

We, hurt Us.

And of all the 'too many' reasons,

Our life...was so blissfully simple.
Those times, with our children,
were so precious;
Reducing Us to tears
[knowing our potential].

If, a butterflys' brief life was offered longevity;
In a heartbeat,
her wings would shine like diamond...
So strong for you
(& for the Us, of 6)

You would fall,
& I could catch you.

That,
cannot
    be allowed.

But you,
my darling man,
know this already...
[It is not a conversation you are ready to have,
there were no promises...
there are no answers...
the choice to let us go,
   was the right thing].

Who knows where this path
- this new World - leads us
as our children stay closer,
grow wiser, & shout louder.
Perhaps,
they will teach us to be braver?
    Perhaps.                                           
O­n the other side of here?
        Here.                              
Where,    
    ­                             no matter what...
                             We do the right thing:

And where, together, we hear
the echo of a cracking heart.

("You are adored, without question,")
is all you need to hear

>send

Standing,
with nothing:
There's still so much
more to give.

Alone...
Feelings ease, as toes
are dipped, in sweet clover.

Brazen, underneath starlit skies;
Observe.
We too, have died before.

Bodies alight with
heavenly fires;
Intense passions igniting
honest reactions.

Join (and part) each atom of self,
to allow flow:

As saline spills, across arid plains, filling emptiness... with oceans.

One
single flower
may bloom, in decoration of
soulful beauty. 
     
Whisper our riddling...
over long gone shadows'.
Missing pieces
together.


Those need(s) of yours,
or mine.

We, are here... now


sigh        sigb
s i g h s i g h s i g h
S I G H  S I G H
sighsigh
sigh

In fields of golden glory,
we never learn lessons...
from gun metal steel grey skies,
crude oil rains run red.