Feather in the wind
Whisping to and fro
Where do you go
Light forms shadows on your barbs
Reminding us of darkness
The absent of life
Not an entity in and of its own
But a lack thereof
1. have objective reality or being.
Is it only me,
Who feels that each day we are slowly dying;
That each decision is a matter of crisis,
Fending off death or drawing it closer.
That each decision can make or break us,
Lead us to victory or lead us somewhere astray..
Or is that the anxiety talking?
Each of us is made unique;
Each of us marches to a different beat-of-the-drum;
And this is my burden—
To seek out the best in me.
Compared to white, everything looks
Compared to light, everything is
Dark as night;
a night without a moon.
Some will live their whole life
not knowing the Light
Surrounded by dark or dim-bodied acquaintances
too afraid to share
the Light they know
Who is friend;
who is foe?
The games we play,
too & fro, never let me go.
Hang on tight;
with all your might;
There is a ray of shine, a silver promising hope;
demanding your attention if only attention
you would give
Too often missed;
a fleeting bright light like a shooting star,
far away yet coming closer,
“Let me in!”
To you my love
I promise to have & to hold
I comfort and protect
To fight for and not
To love for eternity
To provide shelter from this storm
that is “life as we know it” but falls short of Divine
Together we will lift each other
Up out of the darkness, the black
hole that is hell as we know it
Up to heaven we go I pray
to meet the creator
Who created you my lovely
such a sight for weary eyes
My darling, my princess you
at the alter of the King of
the Most High.
I miss your half smile.
I miss your tired eyes
speaking of your hard line of work.
I miss your voice
accent any American would kill for.
I miss your body
and the way you work hard to perfect it.
I miss the way you brush your fingers through your hair
and the way you tell me you want me.
I miss laying with you
after a late night of drinking, dancing, talking, and loving.
I miss our deep conversations
the ones where you tell me about your life, ask me about mine, and say you want me forever.
It’s only been a little while
but your just so far away.
It’s hard to explain to others
they say you’re so far away but assure me it could work out.
What really are the logistics of distance relationships?
distance ended all my past relationships for good.
Do you think about me?
maybe right before you drift off you wish I was by your side…
I think about you.
when the sun shines, when I hear a British accent, when I’m drifting off to sleep alone.
I wish you were by my side.