So in love so in love.
Still the same you.
Heart warm doesn’t change
the old faded view.
Want the change, take me.
I’m fallow at your will.
Love me in the morning,
let me be your fill.
Does strength greet you
to take on love and a heart?
Does forever taunt you
that it may never start?
Once grabbed with a joy in your eyes.
Eagles soaring above the seas.
Light lent we followed highs, the nigh.
Bitter brevity a passing breeze.
Did you wrangle the bucking bull?
Still do you see what soars above?
Looks like the skies are full.
The heavens are out of love.
Is it love, are you burning?
Are you breathless from the yearning?
Is it light or just a shimmer?
Do you see all or just a glimmer?
Walk down roads hand in hand.
Rolling hills then shire of bland.
Words unspoken, I make a call.
You may have tipped but you didn’t fall.
You can find me in my eyes,
In my heart and in my thighs.
Are you startled, are you lost?
Am I found but too much cost?
Is it love, what fills your mind?
Am I virtue, or am I a bind?
If the heart wants, why no heat?
Is there the will to be complete?
You are a feast.
A beast.
Someone I wanted to meet.
Languished with heavy thought.
Mind steered foul.
Never be a stranger.
You have your home,
and I have mine.
Must fade away,
as apart we lay.
The love affair.
It has to go.
No more spent time,
on something not mine.
Too bound to let go,
eyes meet and we inhale.
Scream for eternity –
get deaf ears and brevity.
Know it’s not you,
and there isn’t an us.
Sun sets the same place,
but with a different face.
Grieve for you,
grieve for the fantasy.
Grieve for a feeling,
a heart worth stealing.
Not yet written,
where futures lie.
Look at today,
do we want where we lay?
Who needs to wake up,
you or me?
I’m rising anyway,
know I lose this play.
Anything can happen,
where there’s belief.
When belief reaps ache,
at some point one breaks.
Illusion, I know –
acceptance is brutal.
Future has it’s way.
Are there more sunny days?
I want it all,
have all of me.
Just won’t be you,
who says, I do.
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Wants and needs,
heart that bleeds.
Overcoming my lies,
stifling cries.
Right now, right now,
I wonder how?
Heart that cries,
heart that dies.
Languish in the foul.
Stripped of my howl.
Heart fades and tries,
to forget all these lies.
Hope lies in no more.
But can’t close that door.
So I live with my lies,
for brief jaunts to the skies.
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