But it hurt when I pulled,
and all the bits bled
It made my heart ache, and
it stained my hands red
There will come a day when the leaves no longer
They will have been plucked and fallen
Down the darkest hole,
The branches will droop diminished
And you will sacrifice your hope
Of saving his last few minutes,
Starlight on waves that swayed,
Misty cloud dreams from the first of days.
Thus glowing comet trails pulsed as if to say:
Sweet words slip from your lips
but it tastes bitter on my tongue
You wrap me in a tight embrace
and I choke on the crisp night air
Leaving after work in the morning light
makes forgetting all but easy
Of what we used to be.
I can’t hold you anymore
as the sun is a kidnapper,
a tormentor, who tears you apart
in your dad’s quarry
the damp thick of the air
in which two hearts lingered
for a few tragic years
one higher than the other
before they came undone
plummeting and shattering
Yet despair permeates the air,
It clings to my clothes,
Sits in your empty chair.
My emotions raw,
My devotion not required anymore,
For you have found a new love,
A younger version of me,
A man whose belly burns with fire,
Not a solid, dependable soul like me.
Let the wind take my breath
So that I may no longer speak your name.
My own ears whisper truth
But my eyes deceive me
To watch you
Plucking the chord
For it to belong
Being with her was an autumn fire,
Vibrant and quiet, a bright red desire.
For she was fresh coffee brewed in the morning,
And you were vodka down her throat burning.
Alone I walk the sheltered paths far from home and you are with me.
While leaves scatter the sun’s rays into thousands of pinpoints of light
Alone I trod this quiet sanctuary of blissful solitude and you are with me
Hearing the calling birds, watching the fluttering leaves I hear and see you.
Alone I behold the beauty that surrounds me as I stare in wonder at it all.
Though you are far away in all that I see, hear and feel, you are with me.