Juststan

There are unknown paths to explore, undiscovered hidden thoughts to analyse, to show me ways to love you more, to get me to stop and realise for our love to sail the storms, come through them stronger cant or wont be found in prescribed forms, or the obsession to conquer. Maybe I could try to make a start, by learning to listen, to words whispered from the heart, or wipe your tears that glisten; place your needs above mine, discover your one secret desire, nurture your talent for it to shine a bright beacon of hope amidst the mire. Show my love through my actions, and stop trying to remould; and destroying what was the attraction, rather allow that truth to unfold, by being close to you in laughter and tears, not allowing us to become strangers, by embracing my own fears, and illusions of unreal dangers. All said and done, words strung together, there are still only three which I can say, and they don't say it all. "I LOVE YOU"

Trying to reach a decision; groping in the void darkness, praying for a vision, and its halo of brightness: when all that comes is disjecta membra. The stale scattered crumbs, of an almost forgotten september, to some fall others spring. The decay and birth, of fully unfurled wings, and the return to earth. Sleeping silently in my mind, things I wanted to say, all of them not unkind, anything to make you stay: yet when all said and done, or unsaid and undid, we found glimpses of fun before it became a habit. Even the traces of your scent, started to fade slowly, shortly after you went. Thats when I felt lonely, caught between thoughts of violence, and soothing memories of you, I succumb to the moulding silence, waiting to be born anew, the love seed planted by you rare precious and beautifull.