You're closer than air
Between the words that I sing...
I sit here and I wonder why you keep coming back...
Is it because we are meant to be...
You were a soft spring
that spoke to me...
There's so much you don't know
so much you can't see...
Soaked pillows have caused glassy eyes
Whilst your side of the bed lies empty; again...
The pride that carries me to nowhere
takes these pithy words of comfort...
Your gaze
holds mine steady...
Missing you
others selfish priorities and insecurities...
SPARK
voltage...
The pain I feel can not be said nor can it be put...
Caught up in whirlwinds of thought; Emotions.
Directions reversed, compass gone mad...
Nothing can measure how close I wish to
come to every part of your courtly being...