Goodnight

Dream deep my dear. Dream sweet and warm. Dream softly, dream brightly. Dream of the impossible. Dream of the unlikely. Dream of winter skies and summer rain. But after you dream all of those things, I beg you dream of me.

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That deep well

Unspoken love is a chronic disease.

Some days you can handle the pressure of it, the constant whisper in the back of your head.

I love you

I love you

Could you possibly love me, too?

Some days you are crushed beneath it, feeling it eat away at you in the form of frustration.

I love you

I love you

Won’t you just tell me you love me too?

But the worst days are those when it isn’t there at all. Instead of finding love crawling over and inside of you, you find the deep well of self loathing we all carry within.

Love is meant for anyone but me

Your love deserves a better home than I

How could I have been so blind….

My wild heart

I have spent too long romancing the clouds

Too long making love to the dirt

Making sisters of the trees.

When you look into my eyes you’ll see nothing but the stars

My heart has spent too long belonging to to the the wind

My lips have tasted the sweetness of the sun

My skin has felt the silken caress of the moon.

How could you expect to keep my wild heart as yours when it has been given to the world?

I loved you once

I loved you once

When the sun was fierce and the nights balmy.

When the wind whistled sweet clover songs through your hair.

I loved you once

In that moment when your eyes caught the light

In that moment between your inhale and exhale.

I loved you once

Where the shade dappled grass called invitation

Where the water lapped the shore in longing.

I loved you once

In countless ways

In endless moments.

I loved you once.

My darling, Sunrise

You’re the most mysterious thing

I’ve ever seen

You’re misery and joy

And all that’s in between.

You see all the colors that I’ve tried to hide

There’s no hiding from you

My darling, Sunrise.

But if you ask me no questions

I will not tell you lies.

You can look at my face

And see the truth in my eyes.

And when one day

Like all things must

you die

You should die knowing

you’re the love of my life.

The years keep on running

And they don’t slow down

And the longer they run

The less I know how

To keep my head up

Above Time’s wicked tides

But you remind me to breathe

My darling, Sunrise.

If I could

I would throw myself

Down at your feet

If you might

think it cute

I’d be complacent and sweet

If it convinced you to stay

I’d make you a home

But as day turns to night

So too do you go.

(X2)

You’re just a dream

Just a moment in time

When I lost my head

With no real reason or rhyme

But now I know why the moon

Chases the sun

Cause the love that

she has for him

Carries her on.
You are the bird

I am the gun

But my trigger

Is stuck

And it can’t be undone.

If that makes me a coward

Then a coward I’ll die

As long as you’re flying

My darling, Sunrise.
If I could
I would throw myself

Down at your feet

If you might

think it cute

I’d be complacent and sweet

If it convinced you to stay

I’d make you a home

(But as day turns to night

So too do you go.

(X2)

The moon will never

Catch the sun she knows

But she lights up the darkness

With hope beyond hope

So I’ll send you my love

On the wings of the bees

And the whisper of wind

As it touches the trees

But if you should doubt

Or feel alone

Know that I love you

My darling, Sunrise.

Dreams of dirt

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You make my heart scream

Like violence

Crashing against the shores of reality.

You make my flesh burn

To ashes

Left in the wake of your touch.

I am where the desert meets the sea

Drowning sand and scorching waves.

I am brittle as bleached white bones

Left to splinter under the sun’s dry breath.

And how I long for your shade

For your cool sweetwater eyes.

Once the desert knew the taste of rain

The sea was not weighed down by salt.

But you have found me brittle bare and charred

With only the hollow dream of dirt and trees.