From the shadows I'm allowed to see
if only for a moment
confusion sets in; pulling my corpse
from the coffin
...wonder, frustration ensue

Was it to remind me of what was
or that you are still there loving me?
Could be that you hate me?
How am I to know
you are the one that let us go

There is this shell of a woman
moving forward in time
grasping onto moments
just not anyone's heart
...my love is not my own

Torture me more if you must
or look up the definition of love
and apply as necessary
just know...for now and forever
it's you

Come out of the shadows
...tell me how you feel~

Engage

Delicate waves of memory float through my mind’s eye
hungry for the soft touch, light kiss, the inhale of essence.

Drifting inside the rhythm  of shared heat are forever  etched in the burn of
the heart.  Yet it’s the gentle breath…the eyes staring into mine, the soft sigh
that takes me there.

Paint with me a picture of golden light on fields of tall grass
and dew touching the delicate of our skin…kiss me before it dries.

Still frame these moments for the times you are lost in darkness.
The times that the dark side of the moon shadows your will.

Delicate fire on inhale…

He says he doesn’t run off ego
But reality says
He puts down the ego
as often as he puts down the bottle
And Casanova self proclaimed
I was never one of your women...
But I was your friend
Was... you burned that bridge

Like warm silk
my lips move along your
lay lines

Awakening a primal fire
and need to drink from the cup
of wanton desires

This scares you because you know
I’ll do all it takes to lick the last seed
inside you...off my lips

You ache for my crazy ways
Admit it.

There is a constant that runs through my soul
better and clearer than any other dream.

The river; she harbors my wants and desires within
her constant ever-changing being.

Release of all the unhealthy ties that have kept me
bound wash away into the depths, twist and turns
setting me free.

All freedom has a cost.  I have paid the price like so many.
Now here on rivers edge in the light of the sun I erase the debt
and feel the hope, joy and love like never before.

Here in this place, I don't beg, borrow or fear.  Here in love,
I receive for the very first time...my joy filled time~eternal.

It felt surreal~
Lights flashing through the cracking
glass and I
could only think to myself
“Is this it?”
It wasn’t
And I’m ok with second chances

Watch me fly

Listening to the clock on the wall
while memories **** my mind
sending chills across my barbwire
scars

Mocking echos hit the wall of
distaste while feasting still
takes place

Hate is less than here...
it's more about a life wasted
on midnight dreams soaking
on a **** filled bed

A tight grasp around the
the old hags neck keeps
the control in place
...while the gnawing on fingers
chokes the swallow

Conjuring up old shadows
on *** spilled walls
becomes a solo puppet show

Shallow breaths mask
excess flame
While chasing time~