distant,
but never
far away,
the stimulating caress
of her twilight song
calls
me home.
in the river
water’s purr,
and a wandering
bat’s fur,
her charms
lose me
in the depths
of my own
soul
again,
and, again
&
again.
i will never be free
fallen wings
slip the shoulder,
softly crashing
into a dream
Fate’s blades
twist
slowly
and the future screeches
to accept
you
and
me
in this broken moment.
lost
together
in Her machinations,
we dance.
blissfully,
we
weave
our story
from
scratch.
sinking high
below a million stars,
even failed dreamers can
soar.
searching
a million tomorrows
for yesterday’s joy.
lost between
wish and
regret.
today’s laughter rings hollow
against the surety
of what could be.
of what would be,
if the Universe
would only obey me.
beyond
the darkness
and
after your next breath,
I wait for you.
seek not the light-
hearted distraction
of
the familiar.
delve
back into the crucible
of your passion,
unleashed
and wicked.
slip
gently
into your
Power.
i need you
to return.
i need you
to remember.
i need you
to
need
you.
burn each moment to ash.
repeat.
unless,
of course,
you’ve got a better plan.
the coming
fire
rages behind shut lids,
twin mirrors
to the swirling
torrent within.
do you
know
where ravens
go
to die?
right
behind
your
mind’s eye.
welcome home.
too long I moved
without your swing,
and dreamt
without your magic.
a scoundrel without charm,
only dangerous
to himself.
longing
for that part
of me
that I had given
wholly
to you.
Now I hear the call,
feeling the
sun on my back,
& the grass
twixt my toes..
Now I feel you,
meu camará
hell
sent,
and heaven bent
your calm,
silent
beckoning
ROARS
above
the constant
profanity
of this
urban cacophony.
ever am
i
yours,
hopelessly
devoted and
in
thrall,
to your
borrowed luster and
alchemical tricks:
stealing fire &
gold
to drown
wonder in
silver.
i am saved
until
we meet again.
i slipped into my future
and you werent there:
that brave child i knew
with so little fear.
so i careen
through
this
prison of missed opportunity,
and
think of you,
free
as a
bee.
i miss
the
taste
of honey,
i miss
fire,
in my belly.
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