You have to know by now that I’m all bark
and no bite.
I’ll let you slip slowly through my unwavering grip,
and retreat without so much as a fight.
The paper trails left on our tongues,
dissolved into fractured rainbows only visible from heights.
I closed my eyes and dreamed myself awake,
oh, what I’d give to soar aimlessly through crystal beach skies like a kite.
A naked soul starved for tenderness,  
bared for you in waning moon light.
A million lifetimes rendered before my eyes,
while I contested with all of my might,
to hold back the weight of oceans’ furies,
yet still I tasted the salt weep from my eyes that night.
The vacancy, the silence, the question begs, was this right?
“Lost and disillusioned”,
I’m swimming out of my mind and you’re nowhere in sight.
If this is how it was going to be,
was there even a point in holding on so tight?
How ever will you fall into entropy again
if you can only view your soulless world via black and white?