In the grey morning With no dawn My heart weeps for you
In the grey morning With no dawn My heart weeps for you
Cyrano de Bergerac would be jealous Of what I have done to show my love. Casanova would pale in envy Of my plans and tricks to bring a smile To your beautiful face. Rumi would weep in joy At the feelings captured From a glance of your green eyes, And Sappho would blush and flush […]
The butterfly has finally flown away.
I am damaged, And you are broken. But instead of healing Together, you fly And I hurt more.
From zero to one Is a quantum leap, An infinite increase And harder than Almost anything, Except to go from Zero to one And back again To nothing.
When someone pierces your illusions And sees the lack of substance beneath, Your stories and lies will disperse Like the morning mists in the sun, Revealing the cold barren empty rock.
The Tyger prowls the jungle free, Powerful, needing nothing Other than to hunt For food And his soulmate.
Even as the storm rages, The sun burns above, Casting its light Though unseen Below. Those who can rise Will feel its warmth, Overcoming tumult And soaring Like angels, Called from above.
If your back hurts from carrying The weight of expectations, Let me bear the burden For my shoulders are broad enough To take it for you.
Ding! The bell rings and I stumble back to my corner, Collapsing on the stool, exhausted. Blood and tears cover my face, streaming From red swollen eyes. Breath ragged, heart racing as I replay The previous round, the body blows Taking my breath away and the flash In the eyes from the fierce attack Following […]