There's dust

On my piano -

Too tired

To play the songs

Of my life

Too tired

To find a

Song to play

If i had a moment

I would complete your soul

Making a memory

Listening to your words

Enjoying your time

Remembering your kiss

Breathing in your love

If i had a moment

My time would be next to you

K.j.a. (c) 2016

I love the way

The rain kisses the windows

Dancing down the window panes

The splashes that make music

On the ground

The soft rain drops that drip 

And make dimples in the puddles

An abundance of natures music

Outside my window

As i relax

And recline on my couch

The pleasantries of soothing sounds

Each droplet of rain

Unique in its own way

Rain is a perfect part of life

To reflect on the beauty of the day

K.j.a. (c) 2016

I see the world

With September eyes -

Sad farewells to reminisce

Unfortunate regret growing

Summer's bounty suddenly

Overtaken with

Autumn's cool nights

Too late for a garden to grow,

Too early to be taken by the frost,

Winter's icy grasp looming

Like a dark shadow

Coming ever closer

With every setting sunset

Growing earlier

Advancing with

A time so unyielding

Taking all the leaves off the trees

Stripping them

Bare to their bones

Exposed to it all

I don't feel

The same fire

I had for him.

My body

Isn't burning

With desire.

It's obvious

To anyone 

Who looks.

But I once read

We should love

Safety instead

Of passion.

How sad for me,

That I am

Letting my fiery

Passion burn to

Nothing but ash

So that I can

Flee to safety.

I am not a 

"Safe" person,

But maybe I

Can learn it.

I marvel at you with trembling tears.

You are scoffed at

Laughed at

Spat upon

Stepped on.

You are called weakness, 

ignorant falseness

unfashioned for this world.

A stumbling block to pragmatism.

We never looked you in the eye

yet we knew when you were near…

You were in our way!

If you ever spoke we missed it

For our ears were closed and our eyes shut

We would shout you down with venomous screams

We would raise our mirth ever louder

until nothing could be heard but the sound of our own laughter

and we mistook that for your death as you were nowhere to be seen.

But you had simply walked away.

Shaking your head.

And we danced on the ground where your tears had fallen.

And pummelled your memory into the dust

Then..., like a familiar but long forgotten scene, I saw you passing by...

I saw you and your light shone so brightly on my dimming grey heart -

it stopped

and I could not breathe

I fell

I fell and wept

I fell and wept and wished and cried

and choked and pleaded

and cried and wished

that you would return.

Return and forgive

Return and give

a remembrance,

a word,

a sound,

a flower,

a seed.

Something unbreakable,

Something unstainable,

untamable,

uncontrollably incorruptible

Something even I could not darken.

So you returned

And I marvel at you with trembling tears.