Flicking through pages of a long forgotten memory
And there you are
Waiting
Waiting to be remembered
Brought back to life
If only for a moment
Those days of summer
Linger upon a dreamscape so real
Almost touchable
Fragrances of heaven linger for a while
Even when I can no longer see your face
Your soul sings me sweet lullaby’s
Such a love
Such a love
Is life …..

When you disappear from the page
And no one even notices your absence.
When your return is but a passing glance into a world you’d left waiting.
To walk alone holding your head in your hands unable to hold the weight of the world news within your understanding.
To just be
No expectations
No loss
Just breathing between the lines.

Some nights are so dark
That I can not see myself
I can not feel
I know I’m loved
But don’t know why the void inside my chest is expanding like a black hole
Life gets ****** in and through but nothing stays
There is no light
No stars to hang above my bed
In dream time I feel as though I’m falling
Another man would give in,
but I am not that man and the darkness laughs at my inability to see through this moment.
This moment and the next
This day drags and now I get no solace in sleep
For my mind is reeling
My synapses charging
My thoughts are racing
Yet I cry my tears then shrug it off again
My darkness matters to no one
No one sees me
No one hears me
I am and I feel so small
A mere particle of dust
An atom amongst atoms
I must come to realise that this silence is of my own creating
I must want this
I must need this
For the healing happens when we are stretched
When we are torn
I am opening my heart
And that’s painful
And lonely at times.

Do not slay your dragons on my doorstep then make love to them just above the gaze of heavens gates.
Do not surrender your fears and then shackle them to yourself as if your life depended upon it.
I am no fool to any man.
I laid down my heart
You cut me with your sword and my shield will protect me from your hastening attentions.
Maybe I am not broken enough to see through your gaze.
But the silence that hangs on the breeze speaks truths.
And it is only truths my ears will dwell upon.
Sweet words mean nothing if in secret you cast them to the dirt below your feet .
The darkness just merged my mind and heart together spitting violent words into a fierce furnace of powerful rage.
Love those you love.
Standing tall in your need for reflection for reflection has purpose.
Speak kindly in secret as in company it is there that you will gain the greatest rewards.

I’m grateful for this time to rest when my body , mind and spirit don’t want to work together.
Maybe they are taking a break
My body has broken from my mind , my mind from my spirit and in turn my spirit from my body .
All there is to be done is to lay down the day and submit defeat.
Hopefully tomorrow they will be rejoicing , grateful for each other once more.

Raindrops fall free from the sky like the tears of gods and giants that have long past.
Grieving for a world they would no longer recognise.
May we muster up some emotion or lie deep in gutters created from our own misdeeds.
Bring no man down around your feet,
Your pain is of your own creation and so it shall be.
Tell me ten things today that your grateful for instead of your woes of the world that bore you and took care of you.
No man should be your fool to play like a puppeteer pulling strings.
You think of every next move,
Control is lacking,
So you tighten the strings.
Consequences are the turn side.
You will fall from the skies,
Thrown out of heaven by the very gods that weep for your world.
Your actions speak so loudly that I am deafened.
I will not be,
I can not be,
Your puppet,
Your saviour .
I lye looking into a blue sky
One I created of my own desires.
Gods and giants smile
They know I know.
They leave their home to come sit in meadows.
Together we will have the power to cut the strings.
Puppeteer you will loose your power and your puppets will be left to heal.
Raindrops my friend
Are a message that you must heed.

All is black.

I open my eyes.

Before me is a steamy window.

Placing the forefinger

of my right hand upon the pane,

I draw a pair of lips.

Her lips.

I close my eyes.

Light engulfs the darkness.

We are one.