In Searching for You

No validation, reasons or answers are found in cross words and slamming doors.

Nothing is found at the beginning of a conversation that went unspoken.

Something should be done about the way our legs slipped leaving us sliding to opposite sides of this frozen lake of memories.

Reaching for lost love on opposite sides of the walls we erected between us.

Rations are less and less these days and I feel my heart starving for your voice.

The moon falls from the eerie sky... my light is you and it is hell to watch you without touching you...from behind you.

Feels like breath is harder and harder to pull from my chest, It holds in my breaking heavy and longing.

Tomorrow is a burden I wish not to bare, same the days after...

But death refuses and rejects my urgency...

Her lips ever eluding mine, though I taste them...how I taste you saying goodbye.

Grief has bitten me, bleeding my eyes dry and my soul bitter...

I follow alongside the lakeside searching for you...for me in the empty and frozen future of we.

I am drowned in my longing for you...my heart....

Haunted by your face amid the stars in my lonely, empty nights.

Love lives in these weary and tired bones, and they press on....

Back to you....to me.. to we...

But will I find you walking away leaving me to break, watching you disappear as you appear over the horizon to haunt me all of my nights?

Or will your arms join mine in awe of my shadow over you?

Will your lips have forgotten mine, As surely as your's lingers from my thirsting tongue?

Or will our kiss be endless and eager pressing us too be one forever more with eachother?

I do not know....

Maybe I will die haunted by your memory alone....

But maybe, just maybe you still search for me as I do you on lonely nights in the sky...

Haunted by the moon...