flowing,
a torrent,
strong, powerful,
engulfing
us,
we used to
breathe
above it all
now we
drink
the whole ocean,
are you scared yet ?
i kind of am
when i
look at you
when i
feel the sea moving
around us,
when i
wonder
what awaits once
all the water
is gone.
can it be
gone,
can we even
swallow
an ocean,
or
will we become
the sea,
will we still
be a we.

They say let go & let God,
So here I am to sit down & think.
Lost love far away to sob,
His loneliness & himself to sink.
Times I chased him all before,
Opening my heart of love to soar.
Many times I cried ashore,
This I know no longer anymore.
My tears fall where he has drowned,
Days I wish I could’ve rescued him.
He’s far below of no sound,
I cry my love to come back & swim.
What will God say of me so,
Knowing I lost him & let him go?

Flowing under winter
Is the warmth of a fading love
That once was on the surface
But now struggles to be shone

Cold hearts once bled red
Broken, they needed repair
Grey was too stiff for the aching heart
So blue was the color of the broken part

But Jotunheim and its giants can be melt
By the prowess of Asgard and its heroes
As the icy, depressive cover has formed
After the heart had been healed

So, many times passion becomes a fuel
To extinguish the fear of the person who never knows
And this gas perpetually ignites
And the water that once thawed the rime
Won’t remain covered, buried under ice

That is why love always resurfaces
With the heat of hope and will
Querying if the person the heart beats for
Doesn’t has her beating in sync, still

But like a snowflake, love falls in pieces
To find a place to regrow, as fear overpowers the fuel
Where memory and reluctance troubles the loving soul
While life seems dull to his aching state, as time never ceases

My appreciation for her burns wild
Maybe its youth that feeds the flames
Or the personality bonded to her beautiful name
But, which is enough to love her, the air that I inhale
Will soon be few as I drown in the water, doubting if “we” will ever be true

i speak louder
but no one seems to hear
move faster
but moving nowhere

simultaneously icarus
simultaneously sisyphus
standing while falling

just the two of us

inside of me a storm rages
inside of me an old man has a stroke
inside the fire blazes
fresh bricks of burning coal

there is emptiness in me
and it fills me up
so much so

i drown everyday
drinking up a cup
of nothing but the old

made of memories
mostly bad, but some good
adding to them each day
naught but rotting wood

and your family
termites
and your friends
pests
and your lover
a lumberer