Hell is
being with you in my
sleep
But waking up
all alone
With windows open
and wine bottles shattered
on the floor
Hell is
standing in the shadows watching
you adore another woman
Kissing her and holding her
Hell is
being all alone without the soul I adored

                          S.M.R.

They started down the gravel road
Road seemingly leading to better places
Road joining paths with an unsure hold?
Road changing heartbeats paces??

Pardon his excuses?
He knows he is rapidly falling in love with you?
He fears that you may never feel the same?
He knows not the things you want him to do?
He fears his can never your wild heart tame??

Pardon her excuses?
She knows your intentions are pure?
She fears that you are like the rest?
She knows that your love is her cure?
She fears that you're also just another guest??

Pardon his excuses?
He has loved to wildly, to deeply?
He now has scars upon his hidden heart?
He has waited to long to live simply?
He now wants to have a slower start

Pardon her excuses ?
She now knows they cannot love her?
She has tried many times to believe different?
She now thinks pain lives when venturing deeper?
She has too many times been swept by love's currents??

Pardon their excuses?
They have loved and burnt hearts?
They have lived and frozen thoughts?
They have risen and ascended heights?
They have fought and lost life's fights?
They have lost the courage to aim for summers loving smiles and winters duel embrace nights

We could be.

We could be more than this.
We could be more than the
labels tells us to be
We could be more than where
the distance let us be

You could be more than
who or what you are now,
And I could be more than
the person I am today

Yet in any second we could
be less than friends
Or less than strangers.
We could be anything, we could be any less, we could be many more

But I'm not going to choose that, or anything like that.

I'm going to choose you.
Over and over again.
Because having you, above all that change; is having and being all the things, that I could possibly be.

I have fallen, in love or grace?
I am fire, I am lightning?I set my lovers ablaze
Dreams of loving dreams of living

Pelted by an endless rain
Storm so thick there is no sight
Hail on heart adding scars on pain
Warmth eating snowy nights

Bitter taste of unswallowed blood
Numb from thought, numb from dark
Yearning for sun to come in flood
I am dreaming contrast is stark?

Eyes closed dreams of flowers of spring  ,Colour of autumn
Fallen tears already dried, thoughts no longer solemn
Happiness I find in late Summer's blossoms