Stretching beyond the smile
that graces my last moments of rest,
With the flutter of heavy eye lids
the shape you make disappears.
The sunrise greets me
as ivory curtains rise
and the soft cocoon I lay in
retreats down curvy sides
but the memory does not release me,
I’m held within your grasp
as I make my way toward town
and come on home again
until the fifth day comes
and I’m in your arms once more
I wonder through this daze
and dream of you my friend.

The flash across the stillness is angry
As the body next to you is punched to its seat
Glued into position,
You reign down your judgment
Your barrage begins.
Words fly from that slashing tongue,
without hesitation.
without contemplation.

Your hand is innocent; it would never strike my cheek
You would never lay a hand
Not in love,
Not in hate.
But the sentences you form slap their way across my mouth
bruising along the way
they still my tongue, I taste salt

Blue eyes behind some glare find the window
As your accusations continue
Callusing my heart
Demeaning my thoughts
And I am stilled.

Stoically choking back the tears brought forth.

I focus on the moon,
The size of the sky
I let your words into one ear,
and out the other fly
But it’s far too late to miss it,
I need not reply
For what you meant to say,
I hear.
Without the words ever leaving your lips,
You exclaim…

“I want you to be different,
Change who you are.
Cut out the laughter,
Get the hell out of my car.
Remove your heart,
Your feelings,
I’m not man enough for that.
I’m strong enough to hurt you,
not enough to take it back
And even as your beg me,
For what I know you need,
Your heart is not a treasure,
Don’t keep yourself deceived
Because I am not a hero
My horse is grey and dark
I don’t want you with another,
but I sure don’t want you how you are”

And when you’re done firing
You ask me what I think
But I am empty minded
I have already heard all you had to say.

When I look back,
I’m scared to say,
“I may remember you.”
There is a fear, that chills me to the bone,
that you may linger here.

In the back of my mind,
twenty years from now
while I lay awake.
Unstirred,
by another man.

As ice circles melt,
As the tulips grow
Days will pass,
My mind will begin to stumble,
But you will linger here.

In some dark corner,
Behind some distant memory.

Until your face,
from my mind is aroused,
and it is then that my thoughts will shame me.

As I feel your breath.

As I see your bright eyes.

I will be amazed,
That even though you were so long ago,

You will linger here.