Chance

Moments of peace to hold on to;

Thread together like a beautiful patchwork of chance,

With smiles and heartbeats, with skips and starts –

A mirror of a world that were prone to;

Gives hope in a life’s tango, in this dead end of a dance,

For an opportunity and a future stitched in stars,

With someone who can ground you –

Taking a breath is enough to reset desires,

With a sticatto beat of potential possibility –

A mirror of a moment that defines us;

It gives hope to a desparative, passionate fire,

With the certainty that the hope, and resolve is within me.

So I take that beat,

And I dance that dance,

I’m vulnerable –

As I take this chance.

Loved

I can feel her hands rest calmly on my shaking shoulders
The tension taking twists and turns under my skin
She softens the swirling subtleties of storms fluttering against my ribs
It’s a weightless warmth working itself into my breath, out and in

Who is she? She is you.

She is comfort, she is compassion, she is caring and she is kind

I can feel her arms reach around my shoulders
Each and every second elongated, encased in her energy
She stifles the screams that scratch and scurry through my blood
In a flicker of fondness, the furnace I’m fighting finally sets me free

Who is she? She is you.

She is a memory, she is a moment, she is magical and she is mine

…But all in all she is a personification of love, of feeling loved mid crisis, each and every time

Thank you, to each of you.

Captivated

Intoxicated by you
I can’t resist your heart
But you tell me you still love me
And it tears me apart
Enraptured by you
It’s always like a dream
But you’ve chosen head over heart
So you will never again choose me
Infatuated with you
The way we connect the way we spark
But you’ve made your choice with no regrets
Whilst I’m trapped inside your heart
Captivated in a desire that is requited
To never be, and yet forever be yours

Memory

In the coldness of night

And the darkness wraps around her

She closes her eyes to eacape

From the thoughts that find her

Back to a moment 

When contentment was home

Where she felt at one

She’s not lost or alone

Stepping into the memory

She looks up to the sky

Where she sees the clouds

Lingering, slowly drifting by 

The feeling of smallness

As planes leave ghosts

Distantly and tenderly

Slicing the sky, they boast

Freedom and defiance

Coasting round the world

Did they know the dreams

Of this little girl

She had dreamt of being one

And seeing what lies beyond

Where these metal birds flew

Over fluorescent horizons

And now as she sits on the grass

In the golden glow of summer

She catches sight of these birds 

And is reminded of her 

But sees the birds now 

In their metal and their stealth

On a track and on course

She whispers to herself 

“Their just like me”

The world’s beyond and 

Defiance of limits 

Where the illusion of freedom

And the dream that went with it

But the warm breeze comfort her

And the grass take her hand

She was contented with life

No matter those little girls plan

Not free as a bird 

But free as a plane 

She opens her eyes

And it’s gone again.