Hello, hello, hello-

Fifteen feet, is all it takes, For my heart to miss a beat-

Everyday, you look my way, A secret, that we must keep-

It’s cold inside, this absent block, A key that fits your perfect lock.

And I wonder if our dreams collide- If we live, a life trapped, inside- This heart-shaped box, you made for me- Out of [...]]]> Hello, hello, hello-

Fifteen feet, is all it takes,
For my heart to miss a beat-

Everyday, you look my way,
A secret, that we must keep-

It’s cold inside, this absent block,
A key that fits your perfect lock.

And I wonder if our dreams collide-
If we live, a life trapped, inside-
This heart-shaped box, you made for me-
Out of hello, goodbye and nice to see-

You will, be mine, in time-
You will, be mine, in time-
In time… In time… In time-

And when, our clocks, will stop-
We’ll be, forever, locked-
We’ll be, forever, locked-

But for now, I’ll just say goodbye-
And you’ll smile, the sweetest smile..

Goodbye

(August 2008)

Waited hours slipped by without trace, no remembrance, only a stillness in time. Agreements, sealed with love, doors, static and unknowing.

I’d never experienced solitude like I did that day, like a flower separated from its stem, I lay dying. A death to amuse strangers, and occupy spaces. They say, When things slow to a point, the world itself stops spinning.

Oh what [...]]]> Waited hours slipped by without trace,
no remembrance, only a stillness in time.
Agreements, sealed with love,
doors, static and unknowing.

I’d never experienced solitude like I did that day,
like a flower separated from its stem, I lay dying.
A death to amuse strangers, and occupy spaces.
They say, When things slow to a point, the world itself stops spinning.

Oh what I’d have given, to know,
to comprehend, to erase that feeling of dread.
Moments merged with lifetimes, past, present and future,
looped together, raw and dragged through the pit of emotion.

To say that breath is automatic, is a simplification,
it became all consuming, the frenetic beating overpowering.
This would be an end to all we had dreamed,
an end that leads back to where we once began.
Our love forever forged, on the day we missed the train.

(April 2008)

Something seemed very different about that day. Perhaps it was in the waves that crashed so solemnly against the shore, or in the sky stained a soft translucent red. My mind seemed occupied with uncertainties, as I sat silently gazing out a million mistakes, rearranging fragments of a past like a jigsaw with one missing [...]]]> Something seemed very different about that day. Perhaps it was in the waves that crashed so solemnly against the shore, or in the sky stained a soft translucent red. My mind seemed occupied with uncertainties, as I sat silently gazing out a million mistakes, rearranging fragments of a past like a jigsaw with one missing piece. I couldn’t describe the pain that I felt that day, cold and alone, hoping for salvation from the tears that fell from unfocused green accented eyes. I stared outwardly, looking for something, anything, anything at all that I could relate to, a fleeting moment of desperation laced with a incomprehensible necessity for love. That day was different in a way that will never arrange itself into words. I stop writing my sentence, yet the feelings replay themselves over and over again.

(September 2004)

Translucent red skies and heart shaped clouds, silently watch as you walk hand in hand, along another perfect shore. Cupids arrow binds you together, gracefully in love, forever believing in the dreams that you share. Songbirds sing exquisite songs, the sweetest lullaby dances, with music from the day you first met. Eternity waits for the [...]]]> Translucent red skies and heart shaped clouds, silently watch as you walk hand in hand, along another perfect shore. Cupids arrow binds you together, gracefully in love, forever believing in the dreams that you share. Songbirds sing exquisite songs, the sweetest lullaby dances, with music from the day you first met. Eternity waits for the truest of love, as you watch stars that fall silently, sparkling with hope. Sitting together, like sculpture sublime, a picture so perfect, a day so fine.

(October 2004)

Choking clouds of my confusion, descending down on me, another haunted attic, in which we sit tonight.

Don’t leave, don’t leave me stranded. ’cause our love waits. So wont you meet me in the middle, ’cause our love waits, and I’m not over you.

Weakened eyes your slipping away, dissolving all of my thoughts, you told me you’re leaving, holding my heart trapped in a beat,

Don’t leave, [...]]]> Choking clouds of my confusion,
descending down on me,
another haunted attic,
in which we sit tonight.

Don’t leave, don’t leave me stranded.
’cause our love waits.
So wont you meet me in the middle,
’cause our love waits,
and I’m not over you.

Weakened eyes your slipping away,
dissolving all of my thoughts,
you told me you’re leaving,
holding my heart trapped in a beat,

Don’t leave, don’t leave me stranded.
’cause our love waits.
So won’t you meet me in the middle,
’cause our love waits,
and I’m not over you.
Our love waits,
I’m not over you,
our love waits,
I’m not over- you.

(November 2003)

Seven thirty four, I dream of you knocking at my door, Seven thirty five, I dream of taking you by surprise. Imagination never dies, Imagination never dies. Seven forty three, I dream of you and me, Seven thirty four, I dream of wooden floors. And don’t be surprised that the imagination never dies, and don’t be surprised, when we survive. I believe in [...]]]> Seven thirty four, I dream of you knocking at my door,
Seven thirty five, I dream of taking you by surprise.
Imagination never dies,
Imagination never dies.
Seven forty three, I dream of you and me,
Seven thirty four, I dream of wooden floors.
And don’t be surprised that the imagination never dies,
and don’t be surprised, when we survive.
I believe in an imagination that never dies,
I believe in a love that never dies.

(July 2005)

We walked for what seemed like hours, through latent vanilla skies and chocolate sundae sunsets, a subtle harmonisation of colours saturated in love. Caramel clouds eluded touch, as each fleeting step felt closer to home. Maybe I’ll never know what made you reach out towards the sun, a promise long forgotten, or distant dreams of [...]]]> We walked for what seemed like hours, through latent vanilla skies and chocolate sundae sunsets, a subtle harmonisation of colours saturated in love. Caramel clouds eluded touch, as each fleeting step felt closer to home. Maybe I’ll never know what made you reach out towards the sun, a promise long forgotten, or distant dreams of redemption painted by hand. Empathy and affinity interlaced like autumn’s falling leaves… tomorrow never felt so far away.

(October 2005)