Kiss me again with your liar's lips

Whisper to me sweet accusations

Prove your love with marks on my skin

I bleed prettier when you hold the blade

Welcome home my love, how I missed you

No one kills me or fills me quite like you

You alone touched the depths of my soul

Tell me you'll stay, you won't leave me again

Or walk away, and never look back

This love replenishes, even as it ravages

Your love feeds me, your love consumes

When tomorrow is clouded by uncertainty

When yesterday's lost in stillborn dreams

We connect when Darkness grows vulnerable

We collide again,

Forever, only at 4 AM

With intensity of love just discovered

In this tomb, on this bed of broken promises

She destroyed what had been destroying her

and swallowed what had been eating her alive

Both lost and found

within yesterday’s

fierce drumming

of my heartbeat,

I reached for your

transparent spirit,

inside, outside,

familiar places

in the echo of

alleys and valleys,

hiss of the night

sinuous wandering

through thorns,

untangling sorrow

of unknown trails.

I hid lost in

primeval forests

waiting for the moon

to find my essence -

a silent movie

with no dialogue.

Exhausted

in my pursuit,

I refused

to give up

and found you

inside myself

in rich, dark earth,

final resting place

for lost souls.

Rumble bumble

the ground protests

the Tuesday groans

of tedium a hold

on life's markers

as background noise

of honks and mumbles

annoy yet placate

Fuzzy minx protests

and the bears growl

one all churlish sputum

one an appealing lullaby

Wings of darkness brush the dust of dusk -

absent moon with restless soul echoes refrain

of unsettled emotions and goals not met.

Pacing the deserted bridge, shadows tremble

as sun sets on restless sea begging for rest.

Timid shadow feet make no sound on trek

through doorways of the past, caught

like a tickling feather on my skin.

Specters of lost inner child rapidly pacing,

restless tornado whirling in motion.

Illusion follows to unknown destination,

light’s impression has faded in lost mirage,

all traces gone in frozen whispers of night.

Icicles form jagged roadblocks to peace,

fickle mind shadows cresting through clouds

fighting dark dreams, cracking and forlorn,

begging the waves to sooth restless spirit

shadows follow unseen path escorting me home

I feel unfamiliar warmth creeping through

uneasy passions of throbbing angst and pain,

like sipping warm red wine forcing bloom

of edgy eyes flickering as candles in wind,

rhythms tagging along on troubled seas.