
You were the soul of despair, wild with neediness, clinging to yearning
I was the ravenous heart, tortured with emptiness, stinging in the key of blue
Enraptured… through each others words, sordid and pure –
We Became
And I fell, and I fell, and I fell into you
I drank your darkness and your light like it was a black cherry breve
Almost drowning, as was my usual subscription
But eventually the fire dance that caused such rapture
Became a collision, then a septic incision that made love obscure
Your pain fed my need (cut me, wound me, let your fire burn – consume me)
Your woe broke my heart (your heart vandalized, your wounds trivialized, Shadowland, your trust vaporized)
Sentiment…
Your eyes told me secrets that I already knew
The me in the mirror speaks volumes without words
I don’t know what’s worse now, to be silent or unheard…
I need to retreat from this mushroom carousel
Angels on fire; we fell through the sky
Thunderbird constellation just out of reach
No gypsy to foreshadow your ebb and flow highs
You were a lost child, ravaged trust, moonless heart
I was black hole sadness, failed hope, waning star
There is no color to define your pain
No alchemy to extract pigments burnt into your mind
Nor poppies to quench realities cruel little games
Only me to kiss your words before they leave your eyes
So achingly deep
A ghost-shadow in flight
Your words spin the stars into lights in my head
Tracing the pages where you’ve written your pain
Where you’ve noted your heartaches, and bent bones, and sighs
Loves sorrowful path gleaned through beautiful heartbreaking words
At times felt like metastasized butterflies
You shove your pain into the air with each breath
And I’m wounded by its depth, and its width and its plight
I wish that there had been just one space you felt safe when alone –
When eternity injected fate with the gift of hindsight
We’ve been gauzy and flowing, sparkling and blue
Deadly and creeping, unraveling on cue
My name on your lips like a silk valentine
Your long braids, scars and ink, and that wild in your eyes
Metrical, fragrant, plumy prisms; Mechanism –
Crystallized…
Petals of hope spin and twist in grey air
In the mist I’ll keep searching, every time you’re lost there
Sea glass, feather-star light the way
Past patterns permeated with sediment, past rose worms chewing on decay…
I see the vapor of your kiss on the bathroom mirror
I sense your visions, sighs and myths whether they’re murky or sincere
Search for longing, search for meaning in your laughing eyes
Let you chase me naked at midnight in our backyard
Beneath a dappled, nubbly, Northwest grapevine sky
Indelibly indesinent; Loves wounds are scrolls that weave and meld
Raven wing night; Star and moon on the cusp
Illuminate love unparalleled
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