Midnight breakfast

Heartache’s luxury breathes where lights burn
the thick smell of pancakes and fresh blueberries
passion wakes but all was lost ere it started
words falter in the debate of will or won’t

A mad dash for someone to hold
and lost amidst the jasmine
soft smells of resin and yellow pollen
waiting
unable to speak.

Living for the memories

Fire flashes
last dance
night falls
golden light pours over the horizon
slow walk
more drudgery
memories burst
music swells
bass drops
Bodies writhe in heats abandon

Lost composure

Drunk on light
Barely aware
Slipping away

Hoping for…
Something

Waiting for…
Unknown

Working towards…
Nothing

And the barren notes of a silent Symphony
Crash
I am buried

Alchemy of heartache

To tell a story about breathing
About air filling lungs
About not thinking about you
About not dreaming about you
Only this pressure building
From within to without
Exhale
Expel it out
But lead sits heavy
All the things I cannot say
Because I wait