When did the wind get so cold? Since you took your love away Why aren't the stars as bright anymore? It was when I realized you were gone My aching lips miss your addictive kiss My body misses your touch My heart is broken into a million tiny pieces Is it too much to ask for one more night? One more night in your safe, warm arms One more night where I belong One more night where I can scream your name As if we'll never be...

I can still feel your kiss on my swollen lips The way that you made me feel inside I stare up at the sky with a screaming pain Why did this have to die? Long nights in darkened rooms Our bodies touching as our desire bloomed I thought it would last forever I knew that I could love you that long Kiss me again Make me cry out your name Don't walk away  Don't do this to me Don't do this to me Don't leave my heart broken in a...

Words don't come easy from an empty heart Emotions raw from wounds yet to heal Dreams unfulfilled by a life cut short Golden years that can no longer be shared  How can I say the things my heart yearns when words fail me?   The night you left was the hardest to bear Grief, like a burdensome weight decended upon my heart As the life left your eyes in forever slumber And your grip loosened from my hand I offered one final "...

Souls recognised from afarLike a comet approaching a starWhen we got close we burst into lifeSlicing your space and leaving a scarA home in my heart cut with a knife. Not like binaries, close foreverBut tied with a cord nothing could severI caught your tail and we started to danceThere was no care whatsoeverI didn’t know then, I’d missed my chance. Hidden beneath ice waiting to burstThe beauty of you for which I thirstI a...

My mind is stunned, my eyes weep.I turn my head to see the snow falling.The sadness grows in my heart.I'm a puddle, no use to comfort.The world just lost a beautiful soul.Does anyone know?He honored his country.He was a great father, brother, friend, and in-law.He will be missed: a star that shone brightly.The laughter he made, with a quick joke or two.Wishing death never comes, to those we love.Regretting the time we nev...

We split up that night, both believing it was best. You, so smitten with her, it was plain to see. My love for you could not handle your unhappiness, I had to let you go. In the morning, the wine stains, empty bottles and me, all hollowed out. I'm at your door, I brought freesias. You loved the scent.  Now, it's pass the salad, the steak so tender. The wine, oh, yes! Beyond the open door, I can see your bedroom, sunlit. T...

The one thing that always made my eyes closeWas your silky smooth lips on my shoulders.The way they kissed my body, gently, effortlessly,The tickles they incited in me,The way they made my body twist and turn.But the warmth of those lips was no match for the fire in my soul.My eyes would pierce yours as they planted kisses against my silky thighs,Sometimes, I didn’t need their playfulness; I just needed their undivided at...

A Deigo flower Blooms in a distance canyon One Coyote One hunter Alone under the waxing moon Coyote singing Mexicali Blues To his love   A lone hunter Tears in his eyes Remembers his love  Tracing his footsteps Stopping to listen To the second verse Of Mexicali Blues   The hunter sees A lone Diego flower Blooming under the waxing moon Next to the mountain stream Their stream With a sad smile He goes to his knees For this...

In nightmares I see youMemories of what we hadInsane visions of you lost to meSomething is wrong, it cannot be trueStrange things happen, a terrifying view Yet I see the future nowOnly glimpses and shadowsUncovered truths, an unbroken bough Phantoms of a time to comeLandscapes painted of ochre sandsEchoes of a life not yet livedA chance to grasp at one last crumbSo our hearts, to love succumb Eyes open upon todayCaptivati...

I hate myself for doing this, walking to the corner of the street where she lived, standing in line for a film I have no intention of watching. People say, “How is…,“ then they stop and change the subject. Her sock turns up unexpectedly in the wash. Her eyelash curler appears in my wash bag. Raincoat on (hers), I walk all the way to the bus shelter where she first touched me properly. Now my hair is wet, and I simply can'...