hope in the moon

i was given existence
i was handed a journey to sail into this unfamiliar sea of life
and although my voyage has had high tides
and although my ship has had to go against the strong current…
it brought me to you..
the deep gracious skies handed me you…
indescribable, wonderful you..
…my better half
my rock, my home
my hero, my angel, my safe-haven
the color in my world
the fire in my heart
the water in my sea….
so how could they conduct this heartbreak?!
how could they steal you away?
why would they leave me alone and cold in this storm?

and now my love lives a victims life a thousand miles away
…from me and our sea…
and it doesn’t matter how loud i scream
or how big the puddle of my tears is…
and it doesn’t matter  how much i bleed
or how much i wail or cry out in agony
he is deaf to my screaching
and blind to my weeping

and even though they have captured him
blinded him
muted him
and beaten him….
his heart is still mine and mine is his
and his mind is thinking of me…

those beasts can try to keep us apart
but our love  is stronger than that
our love remains…
passionate
pure
addictive
relentless

and through all this filth and darkness
remains the moon…
the moon is our connection
our hope
our symbol of aspiration
because when look above the waters…
the moon that i gaze at..is the same one….
that my love is staring at too…

so i will talk to the moon…
i will cry to the moon
i will seek the moon in hope…
in hope that you will be back
back in my arms
back in my sight
back in my ship
so we can conquer this world together
go against these strong currents together…
and forever be just you and me
in a little ship out on this unfamiliar sea 

VOICEBOX

with a voice so engaging she can catch anything she desires
and as the deceit and deception dwells behind those deep, dark hazel eyes….
she catches her prey and depends upon their attention for her survival
as her victims mesh in her delicate web
they crave her
they crave her scent
they crave her deceitful taste of sweet nectar
they crave that astounding tone that leaks out of her poisonous lips
but the audience of her music does not recognize the true lungs inside their favorite siren…their adored woman
…the woman who has a voice that could kill
her lungs are filled to the top with waste and rubbish
but when the darkness comes to light and all the lies she has sung float up
her music box falls…
falls back to where it came from…
falls… into the depths of hell…
and the foolish audience sees…
the ugliness
the lies
the hostility inside her
they see the haggard virago that she is
her audience shrieks in misery of her true being…
her audience trembles in humiliation of not seeing what kind of shrew they had made their totem
and thick ink of ebony leaks over the sky…
even the sun is blinded by the repulsiveness of this thing…
this thing that has been crawling upon her soil…
and soon the creatures of the sun’s soil will break out in war against this virago
a nation against a beast…
the nation will defeat her….
they will set her on fire
and she will burn
burn…burn…burn…

 

rapture.

the wetness dampens the rotting earth surrounding her
it moistens her soft smooth skin and fills the cracks of her face that she has created
and she will soon begin to drown on the inside of her own tears of regret and waiting for so long
as the vines of this place wrap around her, making her apart of it
she feels needed…
needed like the lavish soil that lies beneath this earth
needed like the burning sun that warms its’ audience
wanted…
wanted like the leaves on the vines implore for stimulating water
wanted like the roots of the greens beseech upon nutrients
this place is not of the patterned quilt we all lay upon
and this place will not be uneven and rough
and she will continue to extend herself and become part of this kind of ecstasy that has found her
it will heal her and restore her
it will rescue her from her internal drowning
and her water from within will relieve the parched greens forever
and from her fingertips will thrive nutrients for the roots that are craving her
and she will lie there
and for once…just exist