You begged for me the sun
And the heavens conspired
For a breath.
Love, hate, everything.
We are, through ourselves,
Faithfully through
Another.
Author: ahorsealone
I feel like this is best expressed in my entries.
songbirds
songbirds heard
over warehouse fans…
unwelcome visitors
and we sing
we drink
love
and shiver in snow.
there was shame
where songbirds
needn’t know.
A Memory
We slept in a white boat,
Beneath a moon
That spanned the sky.
Two children,
Whispering dreams,
Floating, by and by
Notes
the letters of my language
dipped in your lipstick
how a spirit is lost
in woodlands of your hair
a soul can not abandon
the temple of its birth
How many pilgrims
are lost for your skin?
Notes
Walk through gates of my being
As you did…
The woodland pastures.
I am an openness
In the calamity
Of a star.
Notes
To be of memory…
The starlight painted seas
Your eyes belonged to.
I remember then,
The hush of ocean.
Also the cost…
Of a moment.
To be a bird
Oh to be
As light as a bird
In the fields
Of gold…
Lighter than
The wind
Dancing
Secretively,
Beneath her wings…
Lost in
The memories
Of our Land.
