My Love is eternal, infinite and imperishable
Yet alive it never has ever been
Nor has death to it been known or met by
Neither is it yet to be created
Yet my Love here remains still

So full of qualities that the living posses
A touch that can speak and hear my own words
An intuitive smell that draws upon emotion
And a breath that soothes the burning hands of man
My Love, it is not alive, yet unliving it will never be.

The chill engulfs me in a warm embrace
Encapsulating me entirely in an explosion from my core
Brings tears of mourning to my eyes that sparkle with joy
Fueling my blood and bone in waves of soothing water
Filling my eyes with sights so ******
So blinding the light burns brightly as hope
Your love although its flavour so scarcely offered
I savour and cherish all the more.

I have felt anger, of that I am sure
Though it came and went in gentle tides as if babbling brook
Ever-flowing through the currents of my mind eternally pure
Always a victim of the many rocks and stones thrown in jealousy and rage
Cast by those in awe of the tranquility they caught glimpse of in my honest gaze
Unreachable to their bound and broken hearts, the sight brought envy and despair
And rather seeking peace of their own, they sought only to disturb that which wasn’t theirs
Their bullets only brushed gently against the banks, never breaking upon the shore
And though they pained me as the surface was hit
As they lay to rest, the pain was no more
Always brief was the anger, as the stones sank below
Raising my waters higher, making my current more strong against their every blow

No, never have I been Angry, though Anger have I felt
But I feel the time is coming, after the injuries that Woman has dealt.

You branded me unfaithful when all I had was my faith
Accused me of not loving you when all I have is love to give
You blamed me for being idle when all I've done is fight the war
And you believe you left me because I'd changed when all I've done is matured

Your fingers pointed at me so often whilst your words judged only you
And called out my so called wrongdoings whilst all your doings were wrong
You ran away from where I am now yet it is I who remains ahead
You believe you left me but all you did was fall behind

You did all the things you denied and denied all the things I did
You took the love I gave completely but rejected it all the same
You cut my wounds whilst healing them and never let my blood run dry
And here I stand still bleeding with nothing but love to give

I slipped under her skin to live a short life before living
I wanted to give myself one last try
One last attempt to understand
A last chance before deciding
If I was wrong or right to leave you all to your own devices

Our  ideas are spoken dishonestly
Our  words are thought truthfully
sympathy is ignored
  empathy is rejected
I cut the connection shared through thought and spirit
Because you claimed yourselves being held captive
I severed the bonds that in truth united us
Because you accused them of being chains about your neck

I played along and set you free
Free to do or say as you please
But in freedom you gave  way to hypocrisy
And lovelessly enslaved your humanity  





Freedom to imprison themselves ironically once more

You sit beside your furnace frozen
Stoking the fire as it slowly burns out
You don't see that the ashes glow more glorious beneath
More bright is their light than the flames before
So you stoke

Your body is colder than it once was
A frostbite burn now is a soothing warmth
Yet you still seek the fires for the heat they once gave
But it's here within me still from your touches before
Yet still, you stoke

I've loved a man much
So much we bore children in dreams
More alive than they were real
-But-
I loved this man much
Too much our children were killed without my knowing
Death was delivered before they were delivered themselves
I loved my children much
Before his fire burnt them to ashes
I loved my children much
And much more do I love them still

I loved a man much
No more since he exchanged their lives for gold
Their  death was at his doing and my love kept me blind
Too late I saw them no more, too late to still hope for life
Yet with the heart I had once given to him I keep them half alive
Never shall I hold my children in these arms that feel
Yet forever will I embrace them as they eternally embrace me
I mourn their unliving with every tear I cry
A dream our future will always remain
But a paradise our lives will be