Dreamgale

Love was the word I'd use to describe the way my lungs had become gasoline or to rationalise how someone could crawl inside me like nightfall, setting these narrow alleys alight. Love was the word I'd use as an excuse for the absence of my actions, how I would leave things half-bitten by lips too full with loving. It was the reason I'd use for how I would prefer to retreat beneath the caves of someone's skin than loll in the authored oblivion of our days. But, when Love has been eroded by tongues whose edges catch with lies, when it has burnt out its beacons through the lonely sprawl of unreconciled nights, when Love is no l

the horizon boils as the weary sun descends a timeless blue sea.

- When we were mayflies our wings were worn from wire screens, but the tentative beats of your belly chimed like iron. And it occurred to me that through the breeze of burning leaves our eyes were open to wasps and weeds. -

The bugs whisper of your coming with their legs, As the moon hides— Turning my edge of the world black— I cannot see, but through the pinholes of stars. The trees rustle, Shivering as you pass— Your heat removed. I hear nothing But nature rebelling against you. But then all goes silent— The sea stalls, The crickets feel your vibrations— Stopping them dead. The trees hover in stasis, Wishing they could uproot— Travel somewhere You can’t touch. I welcome your chill— My bones make music enough To fill the air, My breathing— A sea roar, its own. I am as aware of your presence As

Though I know I love you so much Today I've realized Just how much I really love you How much I need you That I can't live without you From the very first time I saw you I wondered, "Where have I seen you before?" I felt I needed to know you That I would know you, and perhaps already did Maybe we knew each other before we were born Maybe you were made just for me And I for you Your happiness is my happiness Your pain causes me pain And you are perfect for me in every way You are my twin flame My other half that completes me And I just might bet If there are other worlds with other me's and other you's We would find each oth

The moon's dancing in my tearful eyes, until the stars are all alight.

and i hope you know that love doesn't rise and fall; no, it was either           there to begin with           or it was never even           truly there at all.