My Love fills your lungs,
like a crashing wave
swallowing the air from your life.

I'm the rocks around your legs,
betraying the lies:
dragging the truth with each step.

I'm the shadow in your darkness,
lurking with our pain.
My Loving your Tormentress.

I'm so sorry.

My hurt kills you slowly.
My heavy, iron heart
keeps us chained in the fire.

I've crawled across the ground,
my concrete body and my tears,
like guilt towards the water
where my love can slowly drown.

tiny little Thing,
the size of a bean,
Your Life in my hand.
the power of Your presence,
forever my life lesson:
teaching me who i am.
despite the soul i returned,
from earth to heaven,
i feel part way forgiven.
Your spirit lives on,
in my humble pursuits
to dream, to smile, to be strong.
in this new life i was given:
some days I'm lost on the breeze,
others are breathless and reverent.
Always thankful,
always penitent
for the life I so foolishly took.
With love that is Yours
Always honoring this day,
when it was I who was born.


*In memory of 3 September 2009

The night is thick.
Far away a train,
drumming its way out of town,
In the dead silence of darkness;
My breath frosty in the air,
underneath this weeping tree -
I whisper to the shadows:
secrets, truths, my love for thee.

The passion and desire from the days of absence
The fever of the return,
The desire only fed by her
Wept within his sleeping eyes.
He’d enter with softness
And there he would keep her,
Until it was time to leave her.

And days would go by,
He’d be filling her space secretly,
Willing himself to release her.
Then after hours and days
He’d tap lightly at her door,
Look deeply into her eyes
And stole the life from within her.

Finally he broke
And the truth he spoke.
When he left again, she lay there
Helpless and cold upon an empty room floor.

I've seen the truth in the darkest places,
And I've learnt that anything could happen.
It's never what we think it is,
Even if we have all we need.
In the mornings' finest hour,
We were stripped of each other.
There I discovered it's gonna be okay,
As I watched you silently slip away.


And it's never what it seems,
Because anything can be.

the way Your eyes stroke my heart
in the moments of our silence.
a gentle storm of unsaid hurts
pressing against our bodies:
all the while i forgive it all,
i love You more, more, so much  more


You walked away the next day
using my soft feet to take You
through the thorns and rocks,
through the shattered shards of hope:
a trail of unwanted love
stealing my tears one-by-one.


and maybe, maybe i'm just bad.
bad for tracing Your smile
with my lips; with my soul.
because i can't let You sail
while my skin feels You:
touching Me in ways words are never true.