Without a purpose, without a plan, swept away in whichever direction the wind blows...no footprints in the sand, no memorable actions, just a simple, faceless man.
Monday, December 18, 2017
Thursday, December 7, 2017
Weed
Maybe you are the consequence of my past actions
The debt owed for my indiscretions
There was no forgiveness of sin
The price had to be paid, and from within
You were a bridge I should have burned
The one lesson I should have learned
But I hoped against hope that this would last
Forgetting that I was a prisoner of the past
I should have known that you were out of my league
I should have remembered the curse of my reality
The one that will haunt me eternally
That you are the flower and I am the weed
Monday, December 4, 2017
Sunday, December 3, 2017
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
In The Moonlight...
The moon caressed your skin as you stood there gazing into the ocean
The wind howled as it danced with your hair
It brought me your aroma as it released you from its hold
I breathed you in deeply, closing my eyes, as I lost myself in your fragrance
I can feel you drawing closer as the air shifted to accommodate your presence
Your silhouette coming into focus but I haven't opened my eyes
I can hear you speak but you haven't uttered a word
I can feel your kiss upon my lips but you haven't touched me yet
Now I lie awake in the aftermath of it all
Wondering how you had survived the fall
I still think of our tumultuous time
When I was yours and you were mine
I never wanted to push you away
I didn't know there was another way
I wish I could have held you for a little while longer
I wish I could have been a little more stronger
But in the end what is done can not be undone
There's no returning to the place where we once were
The writing was placed on the wall
Now there's no time for a last call
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