What's Missing...

"....it doesn't always have to be this way..."

Little voice inside my head
sings a song low key 
off beat far left of anywhere
slipping from addiction 
to obsession
no matter what rolls 
in or out with the tide
early morning light
shines ever so brightly
and the truth remains 
silent lovers tiptoe 
past an open shade 
never throwing shadows 
on black granite of your grave
tranquil vibrations of an open vein 
desire can dismantle 
better judgement 
left for another day
defenses up 
when times get twisted 
and decision can't be made...

I continue to question, what's missing...?

Time And Space...

I'm not going to get over you am I?
Silly question to ask, I know...but...still
There's a lot of time but no space between us...
I linger on and on while you float around watching over me
At least I think you do, I feel you...so it must be true
What would you say to me today?
If you can see from the clouds so high above to where I stand
Always on shaky ground 
Would you let me fall into your arms and weep?
Because that's what I need to do...fall
Wrap your love around the way you used to?
Kiss my lips while holding my face in your hands,
Gently brush away my tears,
Promise me how everything will be ok?
Promise you will always be with me,
Then, I didn't realize how you spoke in the abstract
How would this daydream of mine play out
If only I could mesh the two together...
Time and space... 

© 2013 Trilby

Pure Heart ~ Valentines Day 2013

Melt away smoldering ash ~
Sweet song serenades
Deep breath, take a bow ~
Love the hands that move you
Tears flow but never fall ~
Tender kisses tell the tale
Finger tips draw fine lines ~
Never touching the curve
Slow decline emotions blend ~
Shades of grey to lavender
Perfection rests in between ~
Valentines from past to present
Pure heart 
Pure heart 

© 2013 Trilby

Flight

A slight movement forward
wind shifts suddenly
and
there is 
a tumbling sensation
in each step 
I've taken
your touch 
was never an absolute
and as much as I knew that
going in
it's the 
coming out
that's another story 
time is not on my side
and as I wander 
between my thoughts 
there is a tug 
at my heart 
wishing one thing 
could be true 
that flight 
wasn't a solution 
or a place of comfort  
I'm running to -   
here I stand 
fair winds and following seas 
unable to find my way 
once again 
and things haven't changed 
all that much 
since my youth 
when boys would be boys 
and men will be boys too 
I question the disconnect 
from what is said
and what is heard
all the words 
exchanged between us
nothing ever remains 
very clear 
so I'll listen to sad songs
once again
wishing the nights away
cursing you for leaving me 
in this place 
when all that I have 
are memories 
of sweeter days...

© 2013 Trilby