Friday, January 22, 2016

If choice I had

If choice I had,
I swear I wouldn't be here 
If choice was real,
We'd be exactly where we were before
...cold, lonely; passion free 
If choice I had,
I wouldn't give now all of me 
Knowing full well it serves another 
If choice I had,
I'd lock and hide my soul now 
Knowing full well, it serves me no longer...


Gates

I am not lost nor am I found
I open up this wound of mine
For more beloved torture
For I can't shut these gates
These wondrous gates
now open to my soul
For you to love or mar
As you may take such fancy
They're open, passage is clear 
A standing invitation, banquet halls 
Song and dance, all just for you
To walk inside I hope with love
Yet you may come with weapons 
Your full artillery, to maim to injure
All the same...the gates are open,
You alone hold the eternal keys.

The force

I wish I could just walk away
I wish it daily now
I wish my soul could just endure;
The ripping of this force.

I crave our closeness now;
With every second 
and second in between
My thoughts are captive to you

Breath in; the air without you
Is Un-nurturing, unkind.
Breath out; the pain sets in,
Unnatural, debilitating ache.

I tried to force myself to go
All say it's better that way.
Dear god, my feet won't carry me!
Souls intertwined dictate,
...bodies and hearts obey.