...heartbreak can mend
like shadows missing light
her forever fountain,
life-giving,
death-chasing.

And my bones are renewed.

And she's doing cartwheels
inside my heart.

And suddenly
Flash...
What was uncertain
black and white
Was now certain
brilliant colour.

And suddenly
I'm looking forward
again.

I'm the fruit you left
to die on the vine
so don't be surprised
when I don't give you my time.

Disintegration
to
Reintegration

My scars
are etched
by tears
like canyons
along my cheeks.

I'll be

dreaming...

Salt...Sand...

Your brown skin
in the Sun.

And so I write here
so as not to disturb.
What can I say?
All I am is words.

Yes,
even if you were
a worm
a rock
a man
I would still love you.

Despite the marriage vows,
I can no longer promise it will last forever,
like I used to be able to,
but I can promise
you will never be loved
as I love you.