Safely locked
Behind laced satin,
Eager to be brushed aside —
Lust cares not
For sleeping hours,
Can't be paused,
And will not hide.

Back face to face
Across fissures grown
To crevice depths —
I'm here,
But I
Won't stay.

Mine, but shown
Through the eyes
Of someone else,
Somehow,
The colour’s off,
And I can feel
The distance grows.

Memories in black and white,
Sang in full and vivid colour.
Odes of joy to moments gone
Before the day is even done.
Happiness intended
To be treasured forever —
This day was,
And always will be
Only yours and mine.

Broken hearts, severed lives,
False starts, damaged histories,
Pulled apart and left behind,
All but horizons —
Breaking dawns,
New beginnings,
Different light.

Seeking yours, seeking mine,
Motion, pressure,
Ever closer —
Two desires amplified.

Matching rhythms,
Alternating
Who's below,
And who above —
Hungry eyes,
Two lives in motion,
Spicy recipes of love.

Bubble wrapped magic,
Glass dreams, too volatile,
Frail avalanche of
Want,
Desire,
Emotional destruction —
Take the fucking safety
Off,
And let me live.

Water ebs and flows,
Crashes into,
Drowns, corrodes,
Always finds a way
To go around,
Or through, or over.
Just like life,
Just like love.

Our worlds, a knot,
All bound together.
Brush a string,
Feel it tremble
Through all that we love —
All we kept,
And all we lost.

Dreams to live,
Loving to do —
Who needs sleep
If I have you?

The fuse and the flame,
A dance around the tinder —
Flirting, teasing,
Casting sparks
To burn the house down again.

You and I,
Punch through,
Punch through —
The end is nigh,
Freedom looms.

Loose ends and paper trails,
Through the marshes
To my happy place,
Cut and bruised,
But with a big smile on my face.

Lives entwined
In strands of time
Barely long enough to measure,
Yet, we both already feel
That I am yours,
And you are mine.

Golden dawn in ghostly veil
Sets the frozen earth aglow —
I marvel at its wonder
And know happiness.

All eyes on me,
The stage is mine —
It's showtime.

My patience,
My tolerance,
Deeper than many,
But even I am
Running on empty.

Fate, the divide
Between plans
And intention,
The unguided hand
That decides which desires
Are not meant for the light.

Deliberate steps
Towards a future
Bright in promise —
I will not let
All that once claimed me
Hold me back
From what I want.