Green, how I want you green.
Green wind. Green branches.
The ship out on the sea
and the horse on the mountain.
With the shade around her waist
she dreams on her balcony,
green flesh, her hair green,
with eyes of cold silver.
Green, how I want you green.
Under the gypsy moon,
......
January 1st is coming up, and I'm still stuck on that night in July.
You watched the fireworks in the sky, and I watched them from your eyes.
Your arm was wrapped around mine, and even between us were sparks that fly.
Color flushed from my face while my heart pounded through my chest.
All I could hear was the sound of my lungs grasping for a breath.
I would do anything to be in that moment once again, and I would give everything to have more than the title of just friends.
In 7 days, 2025 will begin, but if had one wish to be conferred, it would be to redo that warm night in July on the third.
Instead of re-losing the battle to my cowardice, I imagine my confidence leans in for a kiss.
......
The smell of incense was heavy
And guarded the dingy room well.
Time passed slowly like the stifling breath of Yuletide
They were hiding from — the two lovers of Venice —
A woman with dark, luxuriant hair
And a man with a running nose.
Scent-leaf from Africa
Roasted over the fireplace with a tangible fragrance.
A lone candle burned and crackled,
Its tallow dripping profusely with crusts of romance —
......
I only needed it to rain and my only incentive was the storm,
Because it was founding my Red Sea and caused me to sink to the floor.
It doesn’t take pain and I don't need to be troubled,
But every morning is a pill full of hardship and struggle.
Company is dangerous because the corners never knew my ears,
Blood turns to grease and I've been burning for 18 years.
Traditional sounds much too conditional, and I told you to leave while you had the chance,
But you were kind and polite and opened the door at every glance.
I walked away with your heart on the ground,
......
My covetous heart meets your unsightly dote.
Today, two souls depart.
Tomorrow, you’ll re-devote.
My meagerness for love knows His is plenty.
I trust in You.
“Love does not envy.”
Sunday 5 November 2023
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January 1st is coming up, and I'm still stuck on that night in July.
You watched the fireworks in the sky, and I watched them from your eyes.
Your arm was wrapped around mine, and even between us were sparks that fly.
Color flushed from my face while my heart pounded through my chest.
All I could hear was the sound of my lungs grasping for a breath.
I would do anything to be in that moment once again, and I would give everything to have more than the title of just friends.
In 7 days, 2025 will begin, but if had one wish to be conferred, it would be to redo that warm night in July on the third.
Instead of re-losing the battle to my cowardice, I imagine my confidence leans in for a kiss.
......
I knew I fell once again,
Because when you smiled at me, you conflated my aches.
I knew I couldn't win,
Because when you’d say "Hey" to me, you say it straight.
I thought we’d never contend,
That was until I figured you out and saw through your grins.
I thought we’d never be strangers,
That was until you showed a little bit of color, making my world a little bit duller.
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I know you didn't notice how cold I easily become,
But it's because of the world in my head,
Where it's just the two of us.
I know you aren't aware of all of you that there is to love,
But if you were to take a moment and look through my eyes,
You'd realize that you are worth more than everything you will ever want.
I know I haven't come to terms yet, that we are both too young,
But I'm going to stay here a little longer,
......
Every day and every night, you’re on my mind.
Though you cannot hear it, acoustics ripple at your touch.
While you might not see it, the sparkle in your eyes makes me flush.
We're not close enough for me to tell you too much.
They say ‘give it time’, but times are going rough.
On the beautiful days and the lonely twilights,
Through the starry heights and clear blue skies,
When the sun shines and the light turns to gray,
From the sounds of midnight to the early bird's delight,
......
I only needed it to rain and my only incentive was the storm,
Because it was founding my Red Sea and caused me to sink to the floor.
It doesn’t take pain and I don't need to be troubled,
But every morning is a pill full of hardship and struggle.
Company is dangerous because the corners never knew my ears,
Blood turns to grease and I've been burning for 18 years.
Traditional sounds much too conditional, and I told you to leave while you had the chance,
But you were kind and polite and opened the door at every glance.
I walked away with your heart on the ground,
......