I could look in your eyes
Until the truth no longer bites
I could kiss your lips
Until the day gives way to night
I could watch you move
Until you came close enough to touch
I could hold you always
Or until it became too much
I could stroke your body
Until my fingertips were numb
I could smell your skin
Until the day was done
I could sleep so soundly
Until the alarm demanded
I could do so many things
For I am so enchanted
You will never boldly say
I love you
And I understand why
I’ve never doubted
The feelings between us
Every now and again
You do something
That reiterates it
Last time
You said so simply
I miss you
This time I knew
Not from what was said
Not from a look
But from the way you slept
Entwined with me
Your handing holding mine
So at peace
I cherish your tenderness
I embrace your passion
My darling heart, I love you
With my head on your chest
Legs entwined
Sleep almost upon us
I wonder
Do you ever feel
That with one breath
Our skin would cease to be
And we would meld into one?
Do you ever wonder
Where is the scar
From where we were connected?
Every time i kiss you goodbye
I feel the scar
As raw as the day it was created
Every time i hold you close
The barrier of flesh
Simply disappears
No wounds
Just us the way we should be
With fingertips tracing
Over sun scented skin
Apart but entwined
This is the moment
When two are one
With every day
Your eyes change
Once shallow pools
Are now so deep
That I get lost
Every pain your heart has felt
Every moment of isolation
A drop into the depths
Filling your eyes
When you wear your icy facade
Your eyes freeze over
Like a Siberian frost
When your mind is on warmer things
I could bathe in the blue of your eyes
Like a caribbean beach
And some times
I fall into your eyes
And never
Ever
Want to swim free
eyes are a cup and every horror you see is another drop added. Your eyes are full of the things you’ve seen, the things you’ve done.
I sip from the chalice
I accepted from your hand
Nothing as we expected
Nor as I had planned
The wine so very heady
Tingles across my tongue
As I ponder what is next
Ignoring what is done
The pain so frightful
Was the wine tainted?
Or the chalice poisoned
Or our destiny so fated?
