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mist covers my eyes
unwittingly hiding how i felt about that night
you decided to leave me.
needless to say
i was not pleased by the fact
that you chose to go away;
to leave me with my arrogance
as my only companion.
i laugh now at the thoughts
of my displays of rage
that led to nothing.
i am distraught.
misty eyed, i spoke softly now
trying to make words mean things
and try to understand why
things aren't what they should.
why aren't things as they should?
i dared not to ask why.
misty eyed i sat at a nook.
quiet.
calm.
dead.


quaint

we shall want, yearn, long.
anticipate for things that may not come.
we aspire, create, whim for feelings
that never were.
we indulge, crave, evoke, endure realities
too surreal to comprehend.
we love, want, yearn
long for the wrong person...
and yet
in the quaintest sense
it feels so right.


beyond

beyond love is where we rest
amongst the stares
the sighs, the gestures
there rest we
lovers who love
beyond loving
merging into one
and embracing the inevitable
i love you
beyond.