I love waking to the morning air
with the smell of flowers in your hair
the way you kiss me in the morning sun
to bring light to another day that's begun

I love the sound of a falling rain
when I see you dancing there
full of life's natural true beauty
like the Heaven you have shun

I love your hand in mine when we walk
listening to your sweet voice when you talk
I love the dreams of you that remain
when I hear the wind cry your name

I love the way you burn the flame
of what inside my heart you became
that changed the world not to be the same
now my love for you I can't refrain

I love the way you look at me
in your eyes a twilight stare
that gave me hope in love to see
and gave to me your precious memory
Spiritwind ©2015-2016

Rage
Followed by fear

Blank expression
Abandoned voice
Traceless imprint
Jaded enthusiasm

Scream into the void
Preach your poison gospel
Fear fills your frame and flows through your veins
Anxiety is your life blood

You crippled, broken beast
You pathetic excuse for a man

This is not me
You are not I
I live, ready to drink the sweet nectar of life
You forsake it, spitting in the face of altruism
This is not me

A crippled, broken beast
A pathetic excuse for a man

So many others crave the life you so readily condemn
Anxiety is your life blood
Two egos trapped in the same vessel
I owe myself life
Yet all you know is silence

I awoke to the sound of weeping, was a second before I realized it was my own.
It was strange because I felt like laughing, sad as that would be all alone.
My tired mind couldn't help it though, my decaying body couldn't stop.
I wheezed a laugh so wretched, into the dry cemented ground.
I spat blood onto the concrete, spat spit onto the road.
The broken old town around me, wouldn't mind the blood below. Closest thing to rain its seen, since six or so centuries ago.
My opponent was standing smugly, dark and tall and grim.
My shadow was never one to fault me, for the failure I'd always been.

It's strange how creative
We become when our hearts
Have been broken;
Splintered and smashed open,
Blood spilling and slowly
Becoming ink.
Spreading across the page
And telling it's story.

She was so happy once upon a time,
She had no sadness or anger inside her
But then something called life came walking along. She grew up noticed how the blue skies turned grey and birds sang in deep sorrowful tunes. She noticed how every leaf and every tree were dead. This girl was so happy once upon a time...
Now all she can see is the world drowning in despair.

Drowning in a sea of disappointment
Swept away by the undercurrent
Into the depths of my own hatred
The weight of my heart
Set in stone and cast in steel

Kick me down
Complete submission
I reached for the stars as a last desperate
attempt to be part of the light

But you extinguished the sun
And you swallowed the moon
And by the time that I had finally made it
The stars had all died

Your kiss, like the newest rose
its scent filling my weary head
I dream of you
with the utmost passion
We tumble, entwined
our legs and love
the sweetness
of the midnight breeze
upon your lavished skin
I tremble at the thought
of losing your adoration
The fierce beating of my heart
to be held skillfully
in fragile hands
of the one most loved
through all of eternity
I beg of thee my beauty
forsake all others
and I shall shower you
with rose petal water
in the early morn
and drench you in
sinful passion in the night