Recovery

I wasn't the one to recover your heart.

I let down my guard too fast from the start.

I took what you said to a place in my head

Where nothing could break it apart.

You told me you'd tell me, but I couldn't wait

For a piece of a promise that's coming too late.

I've come to believe I'm not built to grieve

For feelings more fickle than fate.

I sought out to solace a slice of your soul,

But somehow I see I'm not set for that role.

I let in some light but never caught sight

Of glimmer or gleam of that goal.

But though I pull out of the pledge that I made

And abandon the plans and potential we laid,

I need you to know that some things don't go.

The future that finds you won't fade.

Depth of Descent

I fail to recall the time of my fall,

But the depth of descent is assured.

The grace of your gaze through a strawberry haze

Gave a shock as it left me allured.

Your entrance was hushed, but its subtlety crushed

Every hope that I had of escape.

My heart was laid bare by the braid of your hair

And the slender design of its shape.

Your crystalline gleam on the edge of my dream

Gives a shimmering sharpness to sleep.

By your voice's embrace, I'm awoken apace,

And I know that I've fallen too deep.

As the Crow Falls

The beat of corvine wings surrounds

A nightmare realm at languid pace.

No cease does seem to meet their sounds.

Their stale miasma stays in place.

They seem surreal, but in their berth

Another dream takes vibrant form

To rise against the worry's worth

And ride the world out through the storm.

At every step she skews my sight

From fright to cheer and lights my mind

Where fear's forgot beneath delight

While fate's fresh face is growing kind.

The wretched pall of shadows cast

By fetid flights across the sky 

Shall soon enough fall to the past

And let love be reborn thereby. 

Sorry Not to Say

If I said not enough, I feared saying too much.

I felt fated to love from before your first touch.

Did I think that my thoughts couldn’t be understood?

I’m a fool, for I feel now that only you could.

It can still seem surreal in your world between realms

Where the brightness you bless me with fair overwhelms.

It’s a journey I make for the sake of the sight

That does meet my approach with invincible light.

If I’d noticed a chill as I left your embrace,

It would be worth the while  to partake of your grace.

But you cultivate climes that may rival the heat

Which erupts from my heart at the speed of its beat.

If I failed in my folly to fully convey

The affection I focus on you and your way,

Let me pray for your patience and find in my style

The right moment to say what I see in your smile.