A lovers heart

Tonight I am soft
Under this whaling sky.
My hands are trailing my skin,
Tracing every choice
and I am emerging
boldly and broken.

Tonight you are fighting

what I left for you in the sky
You have lost your breath
on every question,
and your heart
on the answers.
and now off your knees
you are ready.

The end has come
without warning.
I can not even leave a note
for you to understand
the very harsh
and beautiful

and ofcourse, the love.

Untitled

I could never really have known,
As I stood with both feet stuck,
and just a door between me and
everything

I did not expect to feel a dream,
so long imagined
that felt so pure
and inexcusably necessary

It did not occur to me
that the promise song
was going to become
exactly what it was.

Nothing could have prepared me
for what waited behind that door
nor could it repair me
from this desperate ruin.

This day.

If you wake under a new born moon tomorrow
Will you notice not just the task but how your
heart belongs to everything and nothing?

would it seem senseless to walk through this
day differently even if it meant tasting
water with a new mouth?

and if the night fell without shades,
would you be fearless in the dark
with only those voices left
you were never sure about?

Would it be enough to have just this day?

And will you find the end of the world like this?

Shedding skin

Do not watch beyond this hour.
when the night arrows me down
and I am faced inwards
with my back split open
and every secret bleeding out.

Do not come find me
twisted around flesh
With bones in my hands
and a heart desperate
to see the next sun.

Do not question me
For my invisible companions
that sing their rain prayers within.

Do not forget who I am
Whilst I shed skin.