my heart is a crack in the door my
soul is still watching the
shimmering lights of your
soft licking presence my
skin still feels your
veins curled around me in a pulsating
embrace while i close
the door
and walk into the night
out here I can only see the distant
warmth from your windows I
am walking slowly down an unknown
path the trees are rustling in my
ears my heart still brings soft
eccos of being open like
a bird
spreading out its feathers gently
welcoming love
that will not be yours
I am free
....
Through dark thickets I
gaze into the mystery at
the shores of my own unknowing
Here the stones turn into water
and spirits fill the air
Here the crashing waves
is like the call of a siren
Beckoning me yet further in
Now I am drawn into the darkness of oceans
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