If I pour my heart
Out to you
Is it too heavy?
You see, I need
A good strong woman
A big heart
For if she wishes
To pour out too
I have grown strong
From holding on
For so long.
The wait of it
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Category Archives: Friendship
Some Other Soul
Save me not
From this world
Shop of horrors
One who will
Save me yet
From myself
Perpetual
Broken heartedness
Self imposed abandon
Whose presence
Has gravity
Of the kind kind
Holds up a mirror
Says, I like your flaws
They match your expectations
Then we hold hands
Into the wide blue
Sky, sea and yonder
Once it turns
Red, orange, pink
Sit in wonder
Till sleep befalls
Stars unnumbered
Past light future wish
Some other soul
Like mine
Silence speaks
A source of great strength
A true friend who never betrays
The sleep that nourishes wisdom
More powerful than proving a point
It is golden
A sanctuary for the soul or
An ultimate weapon of power
Whether embraced or imposed
May your silence be filled with bird song and laughter
By this, if a weapon, may it lose its power.
Endless arms
Only one space
Big enough to hold
Love I never gave
Into your arms
Trio
Wanderlust
Takes me to wildest corners
Of intricate landsape
Innumerable explosions
Of spores, gills
Parasols of dew
They do not mind
How many they number
Two or thirty
The more the merrier
Shared essence of being
Though less gregarious
We humans seem
Bravest
The bravest
Most courageous one
On the face
Of the earth
The one who wakes
Their truest self
Does their best
To face humiliation
They think they are alone
Until someone -
Rather than dart away
stand opposed or
Laugh in their face
- stands beside
Unites. Then they are two.
An honour it is to stand
With one who boldly
Nobly, quietly
Faces the day
Never alone
Immersion
Deep dive into springs
Coiled anticipation
Endless well
Sensory sublime
See you in dream time
Mountains
Altitude enlivens
Yet fear of falling
Thin air breathlessness
Is what I'm feeling
Upon a happenstance
Of sauntering past
All the minutiae
Of words, stories
Desires burning
Within you
Shared with my ears
But once in time
Rose in my core
So now I explore
The great mountain
Of remembering
What we were
Simple
Least complicated
The way the tiniest bird
Flies so easily through
Iron bars
So too, contentment
Thoughts flee from
This waiting room
Spinning yarns
Yards of delicate spun silken cloth
Shaped and tailored
To fulsome figure
Breathing space
A few fingers on the waist
Darts and pleats
In all the right places
Spun yarns on bar stools
Stories we traded places
Design for an outfit
You and I
Something grande to wear
To a parade
Ever so slowly
A loose thread pulled
Here or there
A button popped
Dropped into beer glass
Hem frayed apart
Accessories slid off
Bar mates picked up
Broken
Sitting perched on edge
Of leather chaise lounge
Looking at your face
The flower on the sill
Alternating
Till I look down to realise
The whole time
This empress here
Singing her heart song
To cadence of onlookers
Was naked all along
