25 December 2012

Crickets and fireflies,

I once knew whose eyes I saw.

Now those slits of honey

And caves of blacken rage,

No they don't hold me in sight;

But I recall so vividly,

Watching you shatter at my side

When we had to say those godawful words.

Don't you say it this time.

Please, just be who I adore.

Stay who you are, my child,

And hold on to my fragile hands.

I know you feel lost,

But let me be the one to guide you

This time to the Shores,

To where we sat at night,

Danced in thunderstorms,

And loved in the moments

The rain slipped over our heads.

Let me take you back to where

You screamed you wanted to be:

Here, at my trembling side,

At my fingertips laced

In soft touches and soothing holds.

Sunsets, I see them.

The moon I bathe again.

And who you are I most

Love selflessly.

I am sure you lit my flames

And made me the Phoenix

I have become.

VibrantDanceSlithering In Memories. • Opuss № I