To my dearest Lyanys

"I wish to meet someone whom I could watch 'The Sound of Music' with.

I wish to be loved softly, with the gentleness of an early summer breeze, the fierceness of a winter gale, the playful touch of a spring whiff, and the delicate but exquisite chill of an autumn flurry."

Waiting until the tests got over

Purple dress, Orange skies

Waiting for this fight to blow over

from a thrift store

She was in need of a lift

won't dull my pain

For that I need to walk away

walk away in the rain

I say I miss you, I say I love you

But you turn away from me

Why is this form of torment a pain so true

Sing for the darkness in my soul

Bind yourself to me, bind us with the threadbare fabric of the bedsheets we laid upon-

Speak to me in darkness, in the hollow of our bones-

And lay me to rest on the slab of rock you held me close-

Enbalm me in silk and satin of your slippery tongue

Tell me all, tell me nothing.

tell me nothing if not the truth~

My heart is bleeding, 

it bleeds in poetry and pearls. 

I remember us in bed; 

in the stories of an old world. 

You asked me to never leave, 

you begged me to stay. 

But is it not a dark time, a dark place 

for now you give me away~ 

Oh, my heart is bleeding 

But the earth has now burst-

You were my skies of blue,

Yet I cry in tears of gold dust 

So tell me, love- 

Tell me why you leave me now 

My pain is never greater 

Your words remain~ 

~etched on my soul