Our love was like fire and ice,
The intensity caught me off guard,
As the blows were inhumane.
Our love had its boundaries,
Tip toeing around our words,
Only to start over again.
We loved so fiercely,
Allowing volcanoes to erupt,
As we began to simmer down.
But now we’ll be left with ashes,
As our love burns us to the ground.
We’ll be left with unspoken silences, empty thoughts, distracted emot...
It’s the feeling of ease,
That comes from each raindrop,
The connection felt within the earth.
The understanding and patience,
The reduction of noise,
As you envelop yourself with bliss.
It’s the hue of the trees,
From the green of the healthy,
To color of the leaves,
Brown with the season.
It’s the laughter of children,
As they live their fullest lives.
To the serious adult conversations,
Th...
She was youthful.
Walking around,
Head in the clouds,
Imagining the world ahead of her.
He observed her.
As radiant as the sun,
And shielded her away from the clouds,
Away from the obscurity.
She was lost.
Tangling herself in a web of lies,
Telling herself that it would be different,
Convincing herself to stay, too many times.
He walked a thousand miles for her.
Patient, as she broke down once...
Insecurity.
Walls built around an aspect,
A personality that you were unsure of.
One that made you hesitant,
Unable to depend on others.
An innate part of you,
That you didn’t want others to view.
Afraid of their criticism,
Afraid of their rejection.
An effortless solution,
A removal,
Two weeks,
The wound begins to ache,
One week,
You begin to mend,
Slowly, observing the world around you,
As i...
A day of rest,
A day of relief,
A lifetime of day dreaming,
Takes me back to a memory.
When the sun rose above the ocean,
And the waves collided with the shore.
When the children sang with laughter,
And the couples drew closer together.
As the evening came to an end,
The sun slept again.
As the moon rose in its wake,
A new setting came to play.
I drew you closer as we danced,
In that moonlight...
I hear them, answering my speculations,
Voices mumbling my indiscretions,
Who are they?
How do they know my secrets?
Moving with me,
They talk in their own covert way, swaying from side to side.
They angle their bodies to face me.
Mimicking my body language,
What do they want?
They appear to be quite helpful,
Generous enough to satisfy my questions,
They raise their heads up,
Experience the cold...