A heart is a flame that needs some kindling
to fuel it's energies past the limits of self fueling.
It yearns for the uniting of another kind soul
to fuel a beautiful light...such only asking
for a separate heart's  true gifts
of the soul in  heart
to start giving
beaming from the fires that warm souls and ignite hearts.
to flames of passion
Such must be fed with such foods of interests of loving for the soul, in a beneficial fashion
melting one another and fusing two into one huge soul that is a mystic form of energy..
Two souls fitting like pieces meant for the same puzzle
It defines the role of true fortune and Beauty
Souls that are powerful fuels for one another
feed and maintain the lights and which such  shines to the world from one another
to the dark world and souls around the two
as their become a "solar Sun" created from nuclear bonds
Fission-ed  from each other's loving atoms
Signals the birth of a newer galaxy of the like with those united by the pair's united light
Such miracles are seldom and few.
Given the nurturing, care, and expressed need to learn, grow, and become a two piece set that builds one larger entity
Such blasts the brightness from this sun's rays of warmth and flames to other's in need of warmth and light
to fill their worlds with a miracle
as a gift
from their hearts for all eternity.

Though you are not near,
                             I feel you in the walls,
I never noticed the ripples,
the effigy of your features peering
underneath the veil of silhouettes,
that contort to the yearning of you.

I push my palm against the wall,
and sense a migration of tangibility
as though you were
                                  intrusive on this world.
but poignant features I read like brail.

I slumber nights on the cold floor, eyes
eclipsing the days. But I gaze at you,
never seeing but I know your
                                         beneath my skin
with your gaze. I see only ripples of
my yearning, I hit out at the wall that
keeps you from me and it bleeds.

My heart descends into oblivion knowing
your within my reach, I want to contort
this paper into  
                         origami effigies of you.
But I will wait till my draping's are tattered
to feel you upon my paper skin flesh.

Write upon me your yearning, I recline
on the walls of his memory waiting for
it to sense my thirst...
                                 drowning in silence.
But as I fade into the grasps of a shallow grave,
I feel you upon my flesh pulling me within and
we are one, I'm just bones behind a wall of memories.

In a universe of sunsets
we linger on the fading
of luminosity not realizing.

Nothing sets, we just move
from the view of another...

Our tears evaporating in to
metaphors, voices of emotion
speaking silently as tears smudge
lingering meanings.

Are these the words of love or of
emotions fleeting like summer showers.

We are silhouettes dancing upon
the remainders of what lingered.
Coffins of hearts buried within us.
a eulogy of what was and past.

From ashes does a single flower grow,
reborn are petals not as before.

We gaze in opposite directions,
wondering if the other looks behind.

I stand there my palms waiting,
will we hold on to another, or forever let go.

I don't want to break
Your Glass face
I don't want to make
You shatter in a million pieces

You seem so fragile
I seem so magical
You dream so wonderful
I can't remember anything

You live in sadness
I live in madness
which one do you want?
Let me know to replace

Glass face
I try not to break
Your Glass face
If I kiss it
I'll kiss it slow and soft
I'll try not to break
Your Glass Face

I slither all over the place
Like a snake
hoping to invade your garden
I always wanted to play

Phantoms everywhere wanting a fight
Ghosts from my past revisiting me
And there you are showing up in time
Problem is time is almost up

You lead me to water yet I drown
To the well, yet a foot from
fate is leading to synchronicity
Is the real thing truly part of me

Glass face
I try not to break
Your Glass face
If I kiss it
I'll kiss it slow and soft
I'll try not to break
Your Glass Face

She was devastated with the repercussions of
those last words.
                           "I don't love you any more,
His eyes were like tidlewaters of convulsions
that never showed but were washing away
everything inside..

The phone rang and it was his dad?
       New low I pondered , was he enlisting his family
to intervene in the words of my heart,
I must admit it was only because he forgot my birthday..
He had remembered everyone but this one I was not so
unforgiving and took my displeasure on his heart.

"Hi,

I interrupted before another word he was able to be versed.

"Is he there I need to apologise... I let my disappointment
               thread words that I could tell hurt his feelings,

"He's dead,

"That's not even funny, we only spoke an hour ago?

"An hour is an eternity too a heart, we found him swaying
in the hall way, his mother cant even speak,

[[Three Years later]]

She never got over that phone call, not even venturing to
the funeral of one she claimed to love... Her mind was not
fluid but more like rock pools of thought near but never
connecting. Thoughts were surrounding in wall of denial,
retraction of reality was the only way she copied with existence.

She looked at the clock, this was becoming a mundane exercise
as she walked down to the basement. Carrying it downstairs
she just looked with woeful eyes, muffled emotions were
whispering on her mind. How could one find love again if
not to consume it?? Her heart had died at that moment long ago.

There they were, strapped to the wall, medieval looking shackles
dangled like rusty jewellery of the wall adorning their wrists.
Haunted love not able to verse the worries to the other only
in gestures of eyes told.
"I saw it in his eyes you know..

"It only took so few words to silence a moment of forever,

"I need that feeling back,

Tears were cascading down there eyes.. those portals to a universe
of perceiving, a single heart beat speaks more than words,
The voice that speaks out, but within a single glance.
They were the shadow to each others feelings, but where was
mine now. I told them it was my  fault they were here and
their love was beautiful to perceive but mine had been silenced.

She had positioned it in the place least to make resistance.
And then without even a notable pause she cleaved it in..
Love bleed profusely, and she drank upon it. Choking on its
warmth, she lessened the flow with her thumb. Sipping rather
than swallowing upon her palate and it seeped within her.

So warm were the feelings that were the shallow waters of
loves feeling washing over her being, but once was fulfilling
quickly went cold within  fading from that feeling to nothing
but cold life that tasted departed on the tongue. Love fades so
fast on the heart once its empty of all that made it recuperate it.

She needed to taste the love of everyone to replenish that which
was lost within, the aroma of that essence what kept her alive.
She was hunting for love, and she would bleed everyone dry
to taste a fraction of what was spoilt with words. every time she
drank she uttered these words.
                                                 *"I drink to taste what we once had,

Love, if your there
I'm knocking, peeping through the opposite side of the peephole.
Love, you are everything I've ever wanted
Champagne glasses splashed together in laughter
Love, I know your busy, I promise not to take too much of your time
Love, I know it's things we don't understand
with the open swing of an door I'm sure the glimpse of each others eyes can shed some light on the corners of ourselves we keep hidden.
One way or another we are destined to meet.
The melting *** of hearts delight,
Love, I can't keep missing you. The divine faith that I will catch you while your home, nothing to do.
Holding on to times I've caught your passing glance, lingering in memory.
Love, I know your day is filled with the tolling stress of work
At times I know you feel the need to kick your feet up and just be yourself.
Love, I'm saying I want to be there for that, delighted to indulge in the comfort of what we've yet taken time to do,
Will you do me the favor of indulging, if just for a moment.
The feathers of your hair fluttering through the wind,
A collection of memories that burst into our cheeks soon as we see each other
The ocean shore of future trips away from the welcome mat we've ventured to and from.
Love, if there is anything on your mind I am here.
Don't be afraid to speak your mind, Just as I've sought a moment of your time
I would not forsake the need to ease your stress with a listening ear
or something out of the ordinary and repeat back what you've just said.
Dancing across each word that slips through your lips,
With attentive ears and lips that crave to talk to you
And only you.
Love, I love the way you dress.
Those stylish shoes, the aroma of that new perfume.
It brings out the color of your eyes, the skin beneath the clothes you wear to protect the steady beating of your heart.
If only my ears could find their home there, listening to each and every flutter of your heart.
Renewing my faith in you.
Love, to scream your very name in the hallways of your heart.
Love, to find out more about you each moment I can,
Love, I can't keep missing you. Knocking on your door without answer.
Love, I will continue to wait until I can catch you when your not so busy.
Re-imagining love on a different plight, another definition of what lure me to the light of your eyes, The pace my heart beats to each step of your foot.
Love, I am the moth that is attracted to you,
Attentively awaiting the reach of your hand.
Fluttering left and right following the way you walk.
Love, shed some light to the corners of myself that I keep hidden.