What is love if not but a whisper in everything you do?

I saw you today as I stood there reading,
I watched your form and movement and expressions.
I inhaled your scent and listened to the littlest sounds that escaped your lips.
It was not possible to concentrate with you there but I pretended to.
I wondered why I could not breathe.
I wondered of the pretense of love.
I wondered of the line between love and fascination.

I stood there today watching you read; but today I stood alone.

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Dear Emily

You are my mould, my form.
You are the base of my concepts.
You give me strength beyond life,
And are the guide to my direction.

You are the bearer of my wit,
And the structure of my character.
You are the focus of my ideals,
The dept of my dept.

Could I ever begin to repay the priceless?
Could respond to uncontestable love?
For you offer only your completeness.
And it is your completeness that makes me whole.

Word of my words, Song of my songs.
Giver of my breath, lover of my soul.
You are my wholeness; my Emily.

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The birth of silence

Besides the tears, the pain, the lost.
Besides the joy, the happiness, the ecstasy.
Besides love and the pretense of it.
Is there anything else. Or is that it.
Is there really a point to it all.
When the circles never really lead to a goal but rather a finish.
Death how I long for thee.
You are the ultimatum, the final destination, the inescapable.
Reaper of souls you need not hid in the shadows of this house.
You are welcomed here.
Your work is distinguished and honored behind these four walls.
Bring end to the drama and give birth to the silence.

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Do you not see?

Be it nothing left to be said, or hoped, or loved.
Grant it without gratitude, or praise, or allure.
Allow it exist as the impossible, the passed, the pull now dreary.

For even though to all these may follow;
I will live on just, the hope of tomorrow.

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Could I ask for more than a whisper of a prayer?

When there was nothing else left to lose and I thought that purposelessness was my direction, you showed me another way.

I did not believe that it would be possible to feel so close to that; that is far away.

You have made me see that though in flight there will always be music left to write.

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Start from the beginning,
Don't just decide to jump in.
It makes more sense that way!
too much has happened; new beginnings already in place
Do you not see me? Am I not worth it?
I do and you are! but i am im sorry i just cant... not again.
You said you were amazed but it doesn’t seem that way.
All that is left to say is; goodbye my lover.

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