If you loved me then But don't love me now,Did you really love meAt all.If you touched my heartBut won't touch me now,Did you really touch meAt all.If you gave me trustBut can't trust me now,Did you really trust meAt all.If...
love poem
Remainders
"For an old family friend"
I stay dressed in mementos,linked to each reasonghosts give to the remaining,they’re a lullaby hibernating deep inside,dormant until the right season nears. I keep trying to find ways to bring us back,where we'll be ready to know one another again.Your...
It's sunset and the sky is red,By sunrise I'll be found as dead.I'm waiting as the tide rolls in,Regretting all that might have been.Not caring if I see the lightFrom all the stars or moon tonight.My story is an ancient...
History’s Symmetry
"Someone from years ago."
You learn to no longer trust any flicker emanating nearby,sweeping over mysterious blueprints each time,memory is the victim of histories crashing and splintering into one another,as these engines tremble, begin to grow venomous. You should have known better, love,than to...
The Collide
"For someone who is always on my mind."
Everything dims around me, a bulb's filament fading fast, the light along warm bodies cautiously receding when we reach for one another, our naked shapes like two darkened continents afloat, struggling to collide in our new forms. Consuming me now...
M’s First Tie: Epilogue
"There will be no more parts to this story."
M’s First Tie: Epilogue A story of love, I have dedicated. Most was true, some I fabricated. The beginning and middle is all I will share. To scribe the ending, I could not dare. The ending is of unspeakable torment....
Gazing at the shoreAbove the ocean's roarI look upon the moonAnd long for her once moreWaves go rushing inI see her face againAnd wonder if she'd changeMy loss into a winIt's doubtful now I knowStill I did love her soBut...
She lit the fire for warmth. The room was cold.It burned with carmine flames, And sanguine expectations of illuminationThat never cameDue to a shortage of lust and passionAmongst the men and women in her life.It was the highest form of praiseFor her...
You know I don't believe in fateBut somehow it must be the truthFor how can this go unexplainedThe way I found my life in you.Adrift without a path to trodThe mists of drifting raindrops fellAnd dampened all my dreams of...