It's a dull thud in my heart now.
Finally disillusioned
All promise forgotten and swept under my memories
A love unattainable...a dream unfulfilled.

I don't understand the cruelty of the winds
to have been so close and yet....

Eventually the truth will be unveiled but for now..
I walk and breath in the shadow of what was promised
but not walked upon.

Bitterness and steel are in my heart now.
Protective shields for healing.
I lay a flower at the foot of our grave...
a dream lost...goodbye my love.

The Winds of Promise

Inside myself again....keep quiet...don't voice the swirl of emotions.
lips that once met with electricity,
bodies entwined in passion,
placed on a shelf....until?

The craving deep in my belly, yells at me for release.
control your urgings, your needs...your fantasy's.
Live in a glass house made of clear cellophane...
fill yourself with distractions....

I am not a single leaf...but am forced to float on winds coming from the south.

Remembrance of yearnings...passions...catch my breath with excitement..
obsession...asked to tame and control my very being.

I open my legs my heart ....wanting to go deeper...to catch my breath within

your eyes ...your touch...

put a lid on it you dreamy girl....you watery Pisces....no fluidity needy here!

Play in my yard you say for I no longer am apart of you....separate

single leaf floating all alone on winds that no longer swirl in promise and I am

waiting.....waiting....waiting....I am the sentry of winds that once promised

bliss.....waiting in hope of a renewed strong northerly breeze

of passion...of what bound us.

Believe Again

Perhaps fate has decreed a holiday from all the pain and striff.
Perhaps we are weary and no longer wish to continue a battle dance of wills
or perhaps....we have truly found each others bright lights of self and awareness.

I do know you are struggling again with a new challenge. A challenge that could end how you feel for me.
It is scary for me at times but I take comfort in the knowing I see in your eyes that is only for me. Even though you may feel you've lost something between us, your lips tell a different story.
Your hunger is still ever present even if it takes me a little longer to reach it.

When my hands find you, I feel that presents..that energy that is only mine. I smile at that knowledge and wait for you to believe again.