a million and
one husks
swirl in the dust.
a million
and
one dreams
lost
to hope,
drained of desire.
where have
the brave boys
gone?
with their big grins.
what flame
remains
to consume
this fear?
the wind
calls
to the
creeping dawn,
and I call
to you.
trust only
my fire.
trust only,
my love.
trust only
this night,
for all else is gone.
light drops
heavy
through the
hollow of my
being.
slipping
violently
into
unexpected calm.
in this void
we are
drowned
in want, and
devoured by love.
so come,
and cool yourself
in the ashes of
my soul.
spectre of a soul
drifts
softly between
peak
and valley,
yearning
for
extremes.
thirsting
for tears
and love.
craving
the brutal
ecstasy of release.
scorched by grace
and salved by fate;
freedom begs
to live
through me….
to rise
over me…..
to die
with me.
for
death thrives
in the balance
perfection
in the seeking.
satisfaction
in the journey.
knowing
in the forgetting.
faith
against it all.
and there,
my beautiful friend.
is you.
standing triumphant
& battered with glory.
let us,
together,
fall
until we cleave
to forever.
for every
step towards the
inevitable,
i
will wait
for you.
as
life
rolls, and scampers,
and rambles on,
I
will wait
for you.
with
eyes full
of mischief and
with love
undimmed
by time’s wracking pains,
you endure, and
i
will wait
for you.
wise
grey fool
who stayed
by me,
I
will always be
with you.
dreams
call back
to summer
soirees
where fireflies
and
crickets waltzed till dawn
and cicadas
sang
of life
&
love.
now,
hanging tantalizingly close
in wondrous unknown,
destiny never seemed as near
as you.
yet dreams,
once so bold
&
grand,
only
look back,
for fear
to dare again
like before.
your beauty spent:
mad ravings on greed
masquerading as purpose.
who are you?
what are you
but a cog,
down on your
knees?
careful not to let
slick profits
slip,
and drip to
the
floor.
Starlight Bursts Effervescent
from YOU
and your fingertips,
but the rancid taste of copper
lingers
on your lips.
you pen their tall tales
proudly.
as
your own story
dwindles
into
myth.
dip
into your
fountain of loss
as you
swirl
across this
canvas of dreams.
a brush with
love
paints
each moment
with
your soul’s
final tear.
a destiny
unfulfilled
thunders haltingly
in old gray eyes.
the future lost,
to present joys.
sliver ethereal,
swinging
softly
against infinity.
She returns
in mystery,
smelling sweet
of springsong
and sliding
gently
through
the corner of the eye.
what magic?
what joy?
what sins hide
under her crooked smile,
on this
night
of wonder?
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