Poems In Mind

In the quiet of the summer morning, well before the light breaks over the mountains, I lay next to you, and listen to you breathe.

Enwrapped in thin blankets, we are not picturesque in the slightest. Not really touching, positions spread like eagle wings and curled like kits in a den.

I'm not sure where your pillow went either.

Despite the darkness and the wrinkled sheets, limbs oriented like rose bushes and drool running down my chin, you're facing me.

And I'm facing you.

I lived in your eyes, a garden. Blooming. Beautiful.

And you gave me everything. All you were, all you had, all that you could become.

My sun. My star. My muse.

My light.

And I burned,

for you.

My death, delicious and swift, and I was content.

Till over my ashes you wept.

Dripping your sorrow on my blackened roots.

Your light flickering away, and the last ember of your life,

caught in the wind.

I was the wolf,

and you were the stars.

I was meant to love to moon.

She a fair lady, it's true.

Yet through the nights...

I fell for you.

.

So I sang my hymn,

loud and long, my awful song.

I called out your flaws.

Your beauties, part of a symphony,

all the pieces of you...

that I loved.

.

I waited each night,

whether clouds or clear,

to sing my song, and hear your reply.

I did not succumb,

to grief or despair.

Ever patient for you.

.

My bones grew heavy

with the passage of time.

The blood in me thin,

and my strength spent far.

I knew that tonight would be my last.

A final song to you.

.

Stretched from me the melody came,

and echoed till I grew weak,

and my body gave in.

Laid in my grove,

I waited for your harmony.

A star song.

.

And then it came,

dancing and spiraling from the heavens.

Stars dropped, your tears divine,

a whisper with your lullaby.

You loved me, you did.

And I loved you.

.

My stars, my stars!

My nighttime true,

your laughter rings all around,

your brightness a beautiful tune.

My stars, my stars!

Release my beating heart from this cavernous cage.

I cannot linger here!

And though these shadows will haunt my heart forever they shan't be stretched as long in the light!

Let me go. Agony, let me go.

So, darling, were we beautiful?

Were we alive? Breathing? Hearts beating? Hand in hand, beauty being?

Weren't you a sight.

Was I?

Till it all fell apart, as petals on the aisle. All quiet. All cloaked in grief.

Like a stripe of skin peeling from my nail bed, you're pulled away. When you realize that it's all about to end, you dig deeper, and ensure that a trail of blood follows your uprooting.

Were I to never see the moon again, I'd be fine. I should find it again in the curvature of your gentle smile.

Were I to never see the sun again, I'd be joyous. I would find it's light bursting from each beat of your heart.