Can I visualize for you?
Will my words seemingly dance off the page...

Blasted
Mizzen mast nor portal...

Plasma, genes, mitochondria
Revolving, circling calcium and carbon...

Come to me
My Soul lover...

The golden Oak casts its shadow
Upon the grass, I spy it...

An ache that builds and burns
Desperation creases my furrowed brow...

Version 1...

Illuminating candle sits on the window sill
Throwing shadows at the wall...

Yesterday I said goodbye to the woman I love
today I feel so brave...

Every day she would sit by the gate waiting for...
We could see her from our kitchen window...

Fingers twist, bruise my lips
Perusing the ambivalent flat screen...

From the dark of the curtain she entered
Tiptoeing silent steps to the centre of her being...