A moth to a flame

My wings keep on getting burnt 

Now I am grounded 

The wind and the sea

Two old friends sing together 

A murmuration

From swaying treetops 

Watching the sun falling down

Into orange waves 

Fading dusty light

With no contrast or shadow

 Gloomy twilight. Dusk. 

Sink in the mire

You slippery slip shod feet

I will not need you 

Feelings we borrowed 

Taken from parallel keys

A minor set back 

Tiny grains of sand 

Dripping between glass vials 

Time forever runs

No smoke without fire

So where would be the mountain

Without any edge?  

Never ending rain

Falling over everything 

This beautiful rain 

The joy of clean rain

The hope of a brand new day

The warmth of sunrise 

And the rain came down 

Washing away summer dust

Time for a fresh start 

I take it all back

They don’t love you like I do

Only this. I’m done. 

Back on the back seat

Like we are sixteen again 

Pouring out hearts out 

You’ll hardly notice 

And you’ll do fine without me

Such self deception 

From the cold waters

Crawling out of toxic waste

And into the fire

Behind these dark eyes

Where the deepest thoughts reside

This is where we hide

On the horizon 

Orion lying in wait

For his winter prey

Yellowing birch leaves

Scattered through the tangled twigs

Autumnal garlands 

From the pitch darkness 

Broken voices calling out 

Irredeemable

The gleaming bronze sky

Searching for any way out

Of this metal box

See through my thin skin

Red rivers run round and round 

A tight nervous web 

Now as the year falls

Soaking up the last sun drops

Clinging to bare limbs 

As ice crystals grow 

Between tiny little cracks

They tear them apart 

After compromise 

Underneath your dark disguise 

Hidden in my lies