We walk each living day
With self imposed occlusions
To conceal the parts of us
Wearing scars from life’s contusions
Battered on the inside
Smiling on the out
We long to be ourselves
But to our secrets we’re devout
We walk each living day
With self imposed occlusions
To conceal the parts of us
Wearing scars from life’s contusions
Battered on the inside
Smiling on the out
We long to be ourselves
But to our secrets we’re devout
All that I was missing
Was color light and heat
The distance that was growing
Filled with anger and defeat
A vivid devastation
Of the being that was us
Alas I was too far removed
To fight or even fuss
We both had felt the grit of it
Pass between our fingers
A granule or two to leave
An itch that seemed to linger
When all the words were spoken
Once and twice and yet again
With inflections first of kindness
Then a weapon to defend
No matter how we clung to it
Kismet still would take us
We swore to never say goodbye
But life was bound to make us
Even sparkling eyes, in the dark, won’t shine but the stars reflect so brilliantly
And her broken parts shed a single tear that she wipes away resiliently
The sound of breath drawing through her teeth punctuates her burden
An evolution from her swooning sighs but she was more demure then
Now she faces you wearing question marks on an unexpectant face
There’s a pack of thoughts swarming in your mind, none of which are worth the chase
So you focus in on her smirking lips as full of spite as pout
And you pull the cork from your bottled soul and finally let it out
How cleverly we have fumbled
Across this plain of time
Digging our ruts and counting stars
Seeking the things we have always carried
Speaking the words we most want to hear
Claiming fulfillment when we lack
Changing our minds instead of our actions when we fail
Scorning those who pop with color
Rather than blending with our favorite hues
Seeking love by sight instead of by touch
Keeping all we find to ourselves
Even though it will not save us
We claim divine guidance
But insert human words
We built our own towers to reach heaven
But this time
We tore them down with our own bare hands
Love had always been a dressing
She could wear upon her sleeve
Never asking her to open
Never leaving her to grieve
Yet when his eyes bored deep within her
She now seemed to have no choice
She could feel its waves inside her
He could hear it in her voice
Now, as they stood still and staring
Yearning as they never had
All they were was being offered
Two should finally unclad
There’ s a warm arm that awaits
To sling just so around my shoulder
A brazen love that steeps in patience
A daring heart to disarm me
Without fear
Only love
That answers what I ask
And honestly so
That forgets its shame in my presence
and strips me of mine
That contentedly lies with me
sighing in the harmonic tones
that match sound of my soul
A stream of light
Through a door ajar
It pushes in
Though not too far
An eerie glow
To charge the dark
To shroud its bite
And swell its bark
A terror now
Is fostered here
The tingling touches
The blackness leers
Something lurks
Poised to pounce
As your fear festers
Ounce by ounce
The still of night
Chills so within
Each subtle noise
A frightful din
Cocooned in bedding
Devoid of sight
With a thundering heart
You endure the night
The convincing minds we have
So desperate to believe
what we have decided we are certain of,
Like scalding our tongues on our morning coffee
to hurry wakeful moments,
Finding patterns in our sacred texts
to make peace with preventable atrocities
Forcing our lives to be alike
while proclaiming our uniqueness,
Our emotions play accomplice in this,
For if you love someone enough
You can heal them
fix them
make them love you back
Not realizing that you hold all the love meant for the both of you
And give it all to them anyway
You have renamed this luggage hope
And painted it red
for love
for danger
for blood
That people are integrally good
as long as your doors are locked
And your gun is loaded
Minds are conflicted by fear
but rarely our own
That story you read of a woman raped
as a crowd watched
and did nothing
Reminds you of the time a homeless man
knocked on your car window
Asking for a dollar
You see, we all suffer
What could have been
Shall never be
Yet still it has
its grip on me
What should have happened
Never did
And parts of me
Still to it bid
What may or may not
Come to pass
Was never really
meant to last
Yet what shall be
Before me lies
And keeps the stars
Within my eyes
A sweet entwinement
Of different worlds
A mystery
Unclasped, unfurled
A deepened pain
For what was missed
A destiny
A wanton kiss
With honesty
She wished him well
A history
That none could tell
The world remained
Even without
His majesty
Contained no doubt
So she would dream
Of tousled locks
A travesty
Of cursed clocks