an emptied soul feels no cold

Sleepless night, nights, weeks or maybe life, this haze filled existence haunted by a self chosen, tormented past…another year passes and with a bitter soul I walk, trot and plot to the next empty square. Grasping and gasping I look for you. You disappear, before me as Buk described with the mornings first light, burning love away like the mornings fog. This dawn, not so bright, with love skipped night I wake and wipe nights of last, the tears. In them my last taste of you, I hesitate to move. With this heavy heart, to rise is to peel my soul from mother’s sturdy grasp. To breathe means to lose the last scent I hold of you. Better maybe to let the blade sing and wake not again in this meaningless haze. Streaming tear washing loves smile forever from my lips I wish only one thing, one last kiss.

silence brings fear

fear rides the silence

these broken hearts
taken
you slip

it seems so long
the touch
your lip

eyes left
darkness
prancing

skin laced love
your touch
your lip

the beating
heart
mine

taken
in your hand
given

silence brings fear

life is anew

This mornings dawn, seems like no other, its rays of warmth, orange, red and white light piercing the cold concrete and steel edifices of the seemingly emotionless city, like monuments, giant headstones for the barren beings and misplaced souls that roam in these empty spaces, scrambling for their cut, their nut, their basket full of eggs. Unaware, most, I am sure, of the event. The suns new day, taken for granted and brushed aside, no time to notice, no time to love.

Habitually numb, alone without thought or reflection a new mood a new emotion stirs, rises. In this moment I see only you, your eyes, opening to me like this day’s sunrise. Your eyes, your being engulfing me, exposing me of my weaknesses, my flaws, and my faults, you accept me you understand me ultimately, you love me.

Like the city being warmed by this new day’s sun, I am warmed by your radiance, your touch. I am reborn and my life is anew, I breathe you in, hold you in my lungs and in my arms. In this new day’s sun, it will always be, only you, only me.