poems & flowers

with you, i died

though my heart can beat, 

and my body has heat,

take all of me with you

to where sad things go

we belong there now

both broken, we know.

I’ll leave eventually,

Just watch me drive

because

The only time I feel something,

Is when I’m going 85

homesick you make me more homesick for the stars homesick for your arms

and in the cool night of fall we’ve reached our ends and it is time to say goodbye

You’ll never notice how sad The stars become Without dark skies Empty and tragic Just like Your eyes

and I am sorry

And the weary astronaut asked the stars, “When do I get to come home To leave this fragile life ? This body I've been given; I feel it dying All around me. I am rotting And it is not beautiful Nor tragic nor romantic It is a slow disease Of the heart And mind of mine. Have I not learned my lessons And learned of my loves Embraced the earth and Embraced myself ? I am a weary astronaut now My bones are chilled and tired The life that you poured into me Has petered out by now And I am spent. So I beg of you, to let me come home To not feel pain nor love nor anger To slip into the deep depths of dark and sleep and burn Burn longer than time Burn long past since I've even Stopped Past my flame and past time itself And I long to rest, To glimmer down upon the skies. So please send me far away For I am a weary astronaut Who just wants to go home.” ,

But the stars never replied.

Finally she has left me, With nothing remaining but the petals in my hand,  and the frost in my heart. Oh, I'll forget about her  I'll forget about her when, the moon turns to ashes, and the birds sing nevermore.

While I love you Don’t make me cry While I love you Don’t say goodbye While I love you My heart is full While I love you I’ll always be whole So while I love you Hold me tight For when I don’t love you I’ll be set right