I’m done

Ere no word of mention: I’m done,
All the words I said are all but gone,
And he said that I was all in awe,
I’m done. It was all for much this sore,
For heaven blind me this creased man,
So sing me tears from molten glass, an
Insight of this love once I foretold,
The months and years have my heart in fold,
So do what you must, and so leave me,
So give me nought, and now I am to be,
Is this it? Am I half the man I swore?
To disembark myself from skin I wore,
Now kill me here and all I am to sing,
So hearken my call; this love a fling,
‘Tis all but marred in mute task alight,
And won’t give life wanted without fight,
A shadow of angels now curses my own god,
And this god is the man of the inner dog.
Now I am whole again, I shall be better,
But when I see you again, I’ll think better,
Enough. All dreams I had with you. Enough.
It’s over now, and I have said how tough;
So muse me with silence, and all shall fade,
Close mine eyes; I’m done, and adieu I bade.

Say the Words

Cracked window on the eastern wall,
Stones that never fell from sky,
Rain that hardly poured to ground,
Wind that whispered my name to you,
The ink that spilt through the wall,
The name that grafted into your phone,
Messages left are but memories bereft,
The fingers that tapped away to no call,
The days that became the months to come,
The months that became hours of mourning,
The hours of tears with days of sleep,
Our hearts to break, but in shame silent;

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Like the shade,
Along the bay,
Too cold to bleed,
Too long to read,
Now he’s gone,
Now she’s done,
Now he’s back,
Now she’s alive.

Virtue lost

I tell you my Lady but I am no better Saint,
Days to let you know that once so easy and free had become one, two and three,
A lesser heart crushes another,
A soft breeze crushes the stronger one to sea,
But how I come to you was no better,
Though how to sit and watch the fires part as I char through the anguish that becomes of it,
One lover bears another and explains his weight is twice the heart that pumps your blood,
Our follies are one, our pities so small,
The very breath I breathe only as acid could ever kill,
Bond with me here I said yet no task so nigh,
By the end he would sire more suns to glorify you than
YOU to bear his sons to fire him,
A past so meagre and foolish was one so black no eyes be seen,
But I’ll remember the night so long ago,
The man I was and could never be thus,
Then he’ll wander again through the site upon which he declared:
My fair Lady, here was new life to be made.

Destroyer

It’s my glory in knowing you,
I give myself freely away, but,
But what earnest reward I am to take,
If not to repiece that I have broken;
Could I spare myself from danger
Without having myself be the victim?
Is no blessing better than this,
Than that is in knowing you than mine,
These hands that betray me by word,
If not mine hands than whose to write,
Why words of mine ere spoken so harsh,
That slip from me, that I shall lose?
Alas, my Destroyer, I am only victim;
There’s only myself left to victimise,
How long before you destroy me twice?
Where reaction lies and so have I,
Who looks where I tread through life,
Is not the life where I ought belong,
He gave me words that wound me so,
Give me glory to repel them equal,
I’ll move on broken and arrested.

Craft me a sea

Then sat down the moon yonder,
I’m looking away whilst he writes,
He’s looking at me whilst I sing,
I’m winning the hearts again;
My love is asking for my hand,
He’s asking for the way to write,
He’s loving a way through my ears,
I’m seeking a hand to guide me,
I’m looking away for the way here,
Take me from the moon to the stars,
The stars call me hither, hither;
Inhaling the stars there’s a sign,
There’s a pattern that reads:
Beauty is only the beginning in life;

Sphere of Happiness

Indeed, Madame; but first I shall inform you what I mean by love. To think of it is to think of our lives as but a space of darkness; no star to guide us, nor planet to gaze at from above; nor the suns we equal to our hearts as one; for it is none but a thick darkness that covers all through eternity and our lives. The only light we endure is within a sphere which we enjoy as that it is the source of happiness ours. Thine, ’tis a beautiful sphere that I kiss for a pearl in the darkness that reflects an aura of beating heart that illuminates mine to an endless desire to tell thee how much I love you.

Darkness unbinding

That those stars upon they shine darkness enshroud ever awhile,
Yet sober and calm in harmony Just,
Longing, and adornment of their Establishment through hither gaze,
Casts my soul through their light forth,
Shall be sought and touched, only erelong behind my touch arrest,
And gives my own envy of mine alone,
That of the planets sole create, what eyes these stars ere mentioned,
Harmony; for only Harmony Nature prolongs,
Pleases me the night in the sky of abyss, upon Her shining light do expire,
That of Her palpable Globe that shines in my Heart,

Sailing away

Imbues myself with fairer shine, whose smouldering eyes set sail,
Adorns my skin deep his tender words offered does shiver me make,
That burns there for common man extinguish yet I not my heart charred,
Though beating and only so closer this flame aroused my soul is razed,
And climbs with you through Everest where bitter cold never conceal us,
Tells you what closer we are; thy demon inside kept me from sleep erelong,
That for our skins to touch shall erupt all inside whence whereof I bleed,
Brings me to conclusion last how much longer I can stay without burning,