Lonely Hearts

I dreamt of you while I laid sleeping in my bed.
You stumbled into our room in the early morning hours
and walked toward the window. You moved the shades and peered outside
and I could hear your voice.
I tried to call your name. I longed to hold you.
But all my efforts were fruitless. I was stuck in place.
My voice escaped me and I had not the strength to move.
I could not even open my eyes to see that it was you.

And then I woke and you had disappeared.

I think it was the cat.

The Loneliness of Heart

You slip away. A few weeks and you'll be gone;
Gone. Away. From me.
Emptiness and Sadness invade my thoughts.
And there's nothing I can do.
What will I do without you?
Who will I be without you?
Without you. An alien concept. Part of me is sceptical that I
exist apart from you. I live because you live.

I breathe because you breathe.

It is only a few months alone. A few months of solitude. A few months to know myself again;
my self away from your self.
And I am frightened and scared.
I don't want to admit that I could exist without you.
I don't want to know a me without you.

I am sick of here . . . but if I leave,
I can't leave without you.

I can't live without you.
With you I breathe anew
and there's nothing I can't do
under your morning dew.


My heart aches from the loneliness of being without you.
A whole summer alone without you by my side.

Just the thought of us being separate makes me feel incomplete.

I can't breathe without you.
I can't eat without you.
I can't live without you.

Silence

I've been
silent all these years.
Silent all this time.
the silence surrounds
me.

My red mistress

Her luscious full lips press forcefully against mine
and I will never be the same again.
I yearn for her touch;
her warmth pouring down my throat;
encapsulating my entire being.

My sad head aches - my pour heart breaks.
Her jubilant nature is replaced with scorn and taunting.
What did I do wrong?
I drink of your nature
and dance and laugh and love
and then
and then
and then
I cry and mourn and hold my head in my hands.
The pain is too much for me.
Why must I love you so, when you visit this retribution on me?
Is it for my over-indulgence?

But your lips, they taste so sweet, like candy,
when pressed against mine.
I can't imagine another lover.
My only red mistress
flowing through my fingertips.
Pour over me and lose myself in you.
And I am gone.

There's nowhere to go; no where to go.

Wind whistles through my hair and all else is silent.
I'm lost and cold and alone.
Where am I?
Wilderness extends around me and I have lost my way.
Where do I go from here?
Spinning in circles till nothing seems familiar anymore;
I'm dizzy and disoriented
and nothing is the same
for me.
Any
More.
I lose myself in the darkness encapsulating my house -
my small home in the big wide emptiness of
of
of
of you and me and everyone.

shhhhhh
all else is silence and waiting and misery.
It'll be the first of the worst.
I didn't realize.

Slow it down - it's easier than me.
Easier for me.