Category: letter

once

Unwilled and unchanging was the folly of adolescence. Each individual succumbed to its predictable pattern, yet no know decipher it until they were left in it’s wake, burned and aged.

Lucky enough to have loved in adolescences’ tight grip and to enjoy the rose coloured world even it if ephemeral. The world was different with your presence and together, a world of our own. Created in love’s tender image, always fond in my memory.

Face to face with you now, maturity stricken and beaten down by adulthood, the world of our past lives, only now, a fleeting reality. Played on loop and kept alive by the endless possibilities of Divine Providence it is suspended in another present, unknown to us.

I will look at you with admiration, for to have shared this with you will always be an honour. This will be the only eternity we will know because it is the only thing we can both be sure of.

you and I

On this rainy night, slowly descending into the earth I play the same waltz over and over. My hands bled from the strings and my heart from the ache. Each note a token of my affection I send to your ears. Hear my song tonight, all night and the next. Every single night forever more until this waltz is the language we share and the only words speak are poems from the romantics.

A Folie à deux.

my roses

Fresh water for the vase
to place the flowers in.
The red roses, you know I love.
Sat on the windowsill faced toward the sun.
I say ‘you really didn’t have to’
You smile and say ‘of course I did’
Placing a kiss on my lips.

They are still there, on my windowsill.
Withering away.
You are not here to replace them.
I watch each day as a leaf or a petal drops.
Until one day, it is just stems, and the memory of your kiss.

the valley of my soul

You look at me with eyes that eat into my soul,

eyes that I cannot turn away from.

I want to sink into them and drink your thoughts.

Float away on your dreams and hum nightmares away.

I feed on your voice and lust for your skin,

how did I survive before?

for your voice is my water

and your presence, my air.

I will follow you

to each corner of the earth,

sing you to sleep,

and wake you each morning.

My music, my sonnet, my fire, my soul

how did I survive before?

come to me

come to me, in daylight

when the sun is the highest in the sky

bring me your smile

let me watch you then

come to me, at dusk

when the sky turns purple

bring me your arms

keep me warm as night comes

come to me, in the dead of night

when the stars are the only light

bring me your voice

talk to me as we drift to sleep

stay with me, when the daylight breaks

as the day begins

start it with me

and stay with me, forever more

the way home

These days are so long

and my legs so weary

i wish you were here

to carry me home

 

a hazel hue to light the way

my voice, a guide

travelling fast enough

to beat the break of day

 

when we arrive a bed awaits

and there, we take rest

a side for each of us

a sanctuary for lovers

 

we fall asleep

and we hope we meet in our dreams

because even in sleep

we can’t bear to be alone

Afterlife

Your soul was there when god created light. When the heavens were put in the sky. When hell was banished beneath us. When land was created to keep us.

You are an ancient divinity no words are worthy to describe. Birthed from light. You are in every fibre of this life’s being- woven into my night.

So, now I bow before you, my love; today, tomorrow, forever. You are in every plane of my existence . My now, my then. This breath and the last. You are my afterlife.