This must be what

It felt like,

Yes, it's just as

I remember it

Body tucked into a ball

Arms wrapped around legs

Muffled voices in the background

Alone with my thoughts

Toasty warm

On not too cold nights

Counting the days

Without knowing their length

Until I could see your face. 

What are you doing in this town?

What is it that brought you around?

And what is it that's holding you down?

What's holding your head beneath water?

Where will we go, when where we've

Been has never mattered,

Because we're always just too tired to care?

Mama,

Why can't I fly?

Mama,

What's wrong with my wings?

Mama,

Every time I try

Mama,

I just fall like a brick from the sky

Mama,

I'm scared to leave the nest again

Mama,

When will I be able to do what I was made to?

Mama,

I don't want to need you to swoop low

To catch me every time I fall. 

I love you more than the moon

The sun and the stars

I love you more than the trees

The birds and beasts

I love you more than the ground

And if it were not there

And we were to simply fall through

Space filled only with what we breathe

I would still love you more than the air

Even if that too were not there,

Nor space, nor time,

I would still be falling,

Falling in love with you. 

She told me her heart was cold

Only because she needed to believe it

If I don't respond, is it a silent nod in agreement?

I neglect to confront and her words turn to creed.

She told me her heart was cold,

I had felt it warmer than the summer sun

Empathy and compassion could overflow

Every single dam and wall

Gentle hands, caring words, sincere concern

She told me her heart was cold,

Frigid and impenetrable,

Brittle and ready to break

I whispered warm "I love you's"

Into her delicate, hungry ears

She told me her heart was cold

I held her close

Feeling her melting, becoming soft again

Safe to be vulnerable in this space. 

3 thousand eons

No,

3 decades

No,

3 years,

Or was it

3 months or hours,

No,

3 seconds

I've known you forever

We've just met, however.

From before there was time,

Until time is no more

From before I sprouted,

Making my mother my home,

Until the earth reclaims this body

My soul going on,

And what is time,

But finite,

Considering the miraculous,

Endless journey made

By us two, entwined.

There's no other woman

That appeals to me

They walk by in skirts

With flowers in their hair

But that's neither here nor there

Gleam in eye, devilish smile

But I know they won't satisfy

I fail to yearn for them

As I do, only for you

Their glitter can't catch my eye

I don't notice, when they walk by

For you inhabit all of me

I can't tell

My left from my right

I can't tell

A lie

If you believe that

You're a fool

Because we all hide

The biggest and worst

Lies

Are the ones our

Own voices

Whisper in our own ears

And they're the hardest

Not to hear.

I'm so in love with you

I don't know what to do

For days and months and years

In your background, hidden away

But you've always had every piece of my heart

I've dangled by a string

Tried to evict you from this station

But no matter what or how hard I try

I can't shake loose

The feelings I harbor for you

So I sit and stretch in the shade

Hoping your light will come shine on me.

Oh, the lady

The only lady,

Who can captivate

My wandering heart

Oh, my lady

Beautiful lady

To whom all else

Comparably pale

Oh, lady,

Sweet, sweet lady

It's only for you

I am consumed

Oh, lovely, adorable lady,

How I have always

And will continue to

Yearn only for you

Oh, lady,

My lady,

Queen of the siren song

That's stolen my ear

This glorious lady,

Another moment without

I cannot bear,

Oh, precious, delightful, lady.

There are wicked farmers

Who inject fertile soil

With the pesticides of malice and greed

With herbicides of insecurity and jealousy

To provide a manipulated unconventional harvest

Appearing bountiful but lacking nutritional value

Leaving a trail of drought and famine in wake

A toxic barren ground, not fit to be tread upon

Even at the hand of the nurturing agriculturalist

It begins to fail to yield.

It has been diminished. 

Summer sun bakes our

Skin to golden bronze

And you turn and rest

Your body so lazily against mine

My fingers comb through

Your free, wild, ravenous hair

Heavy lids sink over

Emerald green eyes,

And I feel you sigh.

Caressing your soft skin

With loving touches,

The ones you need,

The genuine ones,

You look so at peace

You seem so at ease

Like a stormy sea

Finally calmed.

I fail to be satisfied

There is boring

I find nowhere to be my home

Here is too relaxed

Paranoia and desperation

Creep up from deep inside

Delusions of my friends as enemies

Cynicism and pessimism

Cloud my vision

Angels become monsters

Demons become saints

My hope flees fast

I'm left alone

Trapped within my conscience

Losing shape and form

Questions reeling round and round

My tired confused mind

I cower and hide,

As a tortured rodent

Shirking trepidatiously away

From even the gentlest touch

My mind is my enemy

But my heart is my friend

They should both be in agreement

With my soul, for,

My soul must surely know what's right.

She may be tall

She may be curvy

She may have sex appeal

But her feet can

Never fill your shoes.

Your wild hair

Penetrating eyes

And golden skin

Your generous

And caring heart,

Emanating love

I'm hopelessly

Captivated

By your every motion

And emotion

I am blinded

By your radiance.

The truest love

I have ever known

Has grown from

A seed as small as mustard

That I planted in

The dry but fertile

Soil of your heart

So many years ago

My love for you is pure

It is genuine,

To love and be loved.

I held her in my arms

In the hot summer sun

Caressed her lovely skin

She lowered lids easy over tired eyes

Breathing relaxed,

Beauty brimming,

And I explode inside

Because I brought her peace

And in that moment,

My gentle, loving touch,

She became mine,

Just a flash in time

But I've always loved her,

With all that is within me

She grabbed me by the mind

And tried to flee,

But what she left behind

What she neglected to see

She couldn't have my heart

Not an inch,

Because you hold the title

You own the deed

And it's under lock and key

Really, you've always had

All of me. 

Look at all the plastic people

Wind them up and set them loose

Watch them dance about

Listen to them sing and shout

Synchronized on the ground

Marching in lunacy

To the beat of society

Oblivious to reality

Eat and drink and wet their pants

Cry and burp, and faux romance

Look at all the plastic people

Painted on eyes; no shimmer or shine

Molded conformity defined as uniformity

Singularly glazed expressions

Lining round faces

Movements and predetermined actions

Leading to deception and misconception

Don't allow yourself to be fooled;

They've got no soul,

So watch very, very closely

Look at all the plastic people

Letting go

Chain breaking

Allowing the weakest

Link

To be what it is,

Collapsing,

Cutting out, making room,

Releasing the worst of us

Embracing the best,

Saving the strangest. 

Shadows begin casting shadows

Darkness becomes so dark, it's heavy

Feeling for corners,

Stumbling through the night

Towards something

That may not be there

The need to gravitate

Towards possibility

Rather than slamming

Doors shut on opportunity

Or standing still,

Waiting for a light to

Be turned on.

Stagnant in an accumulation

Of muck and filth,

Reaching for a hand of a

Body who's breath can't be heard.

How do you become lost

When you're forging your own way

When you've not chosen a destination

I don't feel anything

I don't care

I can't think of the reasons

I'd had

To keep living

I've been closing doors.

Quietly, without a sound.

Shutting myself in

Closing the rest out

Starting to collapse,

Beginning to let go

Sliding down a muddy

Slope, I won't try

To scramble up.

My fight is gone

I'm too tired to go on

Why haven't I got any

Motivation?