Women Left Alone

Woman left alone

Tired, waiting

Call me out through the fog.

The time for verse

Is dead and gone

Time for us is now.

Woman left speechless

Hollow, empty

Ebb through me

Speak without a sound

Dance around the fire

Dance with my words

Red, like the evening

Red, when you were born.

Woman left laughing

Scant and vacant

Reaching for someone else’s hand

And leaving without a bow

Time for words is dead and lost

Time for us is now.

So woman, yield to me

All your weapons and armour

All the tricks that you employ

Take from me my wretched empires

And all my forgotten toys.

As I come to you

Woe begotten and hands tied

Clean and purged from within

Tell me a day will come

When the sun rises from your eyes

And settles beneath your skin.

Dogs

Sometimes i wish she would speak to me like she talks to a dog.

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What time does not wither

And age cannot decay,

Is your beauty made in silence

What words cannot say.

Though you oft roam asunder

Like a cloud without a home

Your steps, they always rhyme

Even when alone.

Seasons of summer

Seasons of fall

Deep in your eyes

I meet them all.

And when winter comes,

I beg to stay

Like a vagabond, with

Hope of being astray

What time does not wither

And age cannot decay,

Is your beauty made in silence

What words never say.

You’re the candle

I, the wind

You’re the song

Words can’t sing.

You might be everywhere

Anywhere, nowhere at all

In everyone, anyone

Big and small.

Tender and little

Crude and bent

There was silence when I met you

Silence when you left.

What time does not wither

And age cannot decay,

Is your beauty made in silence

What words cannot say.