Oh the sway of sweet bitter thistles of memories that lapse in time. The pungent prick to my heart and it's senses. I look and I think where is the sky and has it died? The movement of light, of refraction, of symbolism, the ying and the yang, yet distorted and taken away....
The feeling of burs buried deep in my skin of not knowing of what might have been. The core between the two, embedded souls and known as one. What was the demise of a friendship that thought would never die?
My soul cries out to you clear to the universe through the shadowing Black Holes and a tight, twisted, cursing pain bears within knowing that there is disconnection...Have you died..have you passed on to an existence beyond my understanding...allow me release of this pain, come back my friend of my soul, the one to bear all..
Silently I die inside with no one to share and understand my meta morphing stare. I see and feel beyond understanding, and I long for your eyes to capture my existence and help prepare me in shattering the life of subordination.
Let heavens yielding touch heal the loss of friendship and trust, to a place of peace and cloaked in heavenly lust...
Elegantly written!!
ReplyDeleteThank you! ! Been weighing on me to write aboout it.
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