waiting in season

so you found me needing you.

can you complete me?

i seek you to fill this gap,

my heart pursues for such!

so you found me needing you.

i breathe deep

and my bed is still.

dreaming deep swirls in actuality.

 so you found me needing you.

can you complete me?

i seek you to fill my needing,

wanting;

waiting in our season.

c.2016   bgw

the black band i wear

i think of her on a daily basis.

it’s not a matter of who hurt who,

but whose intentions were true.

the feelings i gave her,

was certainly everything that i was.

i found in hers was different calling.

 so to say that one was at fault would be wrong;

a couple means two,

and that meant me, too.

so in that,

i say that i am sorry.

the black band of forgiveness sees

and reminds one self of who they are;

and maybe take some time to reflect to see

what i had and what i lost.

i think of her on a daily basis.

it’s not a matter of who hurt who,

but whose intentions were true.

the feelings i gave her,

was certainly everything that i was.

c. 2016 bgw

restored

complete.

complete becomes

when you are in my arms.

whole.

whole became

when you restored my broken heart.

i.

i am all yours,

and you are all i desire.

the rain falls

and taps our names on the window pane.

the wind wraps

as the leaves fall and kiss down her neck.

the sun danced with the moon,

all the while her eyes become the stars.

satisfy the sunrise

and touch me with your softly spoken good morning;

my finger tips speak;

softly drifting

atop her soft, tanned rose petal skin.

our deep kisses

linger in such amazement!

complete.

complete becomes

when you are in my arms,

living such a life

with you in it –

whole.

whole became

when you restored my broken heart.

c. 2016 bgw

silence whispers

i.

i am just a sail boat

floating in this ocean.

silence whispers.

distant echoing

seagulls squawk.

nearing land,

shallow waters pulling me in.

i.

i am just a sail boat

floating in such a pool.

c.2016  bgw

beyond the stars that fall

good-night.

dreams carry hope;

and dreams can quickly fade away.

found desire carries a dream;

but yet, self-made desire compromises

and distorts itself in chance.

we packed up the baggage

and returned to a familiar past.

all the wrongs in the rights;

images slur in all its speech.

deep below in the sandy shores

find the memories that leached;

a loser that lost

can only begin fresh with every new day.

love came knocking

and woke up beyond the stars that fall.

midnight ocean silence crashing,

wake up from the sudden shock.

two a.m. daze –

good-night.

dreams carry hope;

and dreams can quickly fade away.

found desire carries a dream;

but yet, self-made desire compromises

and mirrors itself alien.

when a bed starts full

and ends up empty;

we packed up the baggage

and returned to a familiar past.

c.  2016  bgw

the silence speaks only at night

the things that weigh heavy on a mind

escalates the silence in a room;

feelings dangle and hang on to a memory;

all the while it fights with the walls that wail

and grieves within the fire.

 the voice inside my head reads aloud the hiding looming thoughts.

haunting echos, repeating and knocking itself down

until the reality hits;

the heart sinks and the mind blinks.

the rocking chair cracks and squeaks;

taunting in such an erupted whisper.

the sun tried to blind everything while it set;

 but the stars followed

and caught everything i lost –

the moon shone and gave it all back

 all the while feeding the voice in my head

as it reads aloud the forgotten looming thoughts.

c. 2016  bgw