Hold me closer this time, in-lace my being in your love, our dance, slow
Sweet your lips upon my neck, I am unable to breath, to think, to move
That fall last time almost killed me, tore my soul from my hands
Almost lost my mind, in sandy dirty waters of November, storms on the horizon close this time, no hands to reach for in forest dusk
Can you not tell what swells the rivers of my life, still beyond the darkness of dreams like toy blocks spread on floors of glass, my tears translucent blood red
In sights such as your eyes, looking through my yesterdays I am frighten you’ll see to much. In your fingers my night’s life ebbs to ocean songs, no lifeguards to save me and I find God when holding you close
More than this fire, that rages below our beloved home, worlds ablaze
More than this fire, that now threatens to tear us apart, knives held to our very lives
More than this fire, I love you, perhaps you can feel the winters of my soul, know the fight to push you away, to speak words of lies to your eyes, in hell trying to tell you I love you not.
From death to life, to death, know, I love you in all the breezes of the old willows hues along Sand Bridge. I have loved you before mankind, before all their Gods at the Pantheon, before this life. beyond the next
I know in turning away from your love is right this time, perhaps our time will be right in a thousand lifetimes from here, perhaps
Sunsets always remind me of last look and goodbye kisses, my hand slipping from yours’, my life stops, changes from joy to alone under these hot summer rains.
To never feel you next me, more than a man should have to endure, never hearing your voice, how can I live at all, to never reach and find you in my arms is more than death
Lafayette © 2019