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.

Delicious

Delicious irony mocks my memories
As I realise it’s gone
The heart break and thunder
Pain pulling back but driving on

Acute omnipresent pain
In my heart, the burning fire
At the moment you declare
You admit to me your desire
As I realise mine’s faded
The intricate lies we lived together
All the magic is gone
All the threads that were tethered

I’ve cut loose from my blind loyalty
And when I finally hear the words
I thought I longed for
I feel nothing, not even hurt
All I feel are the ghosts of pain
Enough to remind me
Not to go there again

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