Tart and Dark Fruit

Suspended in the gossamer waves of your electric hair

Mystified by starlight

Your aura is humming rare

Everywhere remnants chant your ghostly tune

Come home to me

Strings still strumming in your room

I’m miss you

You are still the voice in my ear

Haunting Claire de lune

You dont visit anymore

You left for something true

I was honesty

Just not your truth

You found yourself in moonstone

Colors of eternal youth

Don’t call for me

I’m leaving soon

Left a window open

For the breeze to come through

Sweeping away on scatter hopes

The wind is healing

And the trees are calm

They knew I was coming

They planned my resolve

Come little sister

Hurry along

There is a life to live

Be apart of this one

I’m hyperventilating

Anxious then anticipating

I have already gone

Should have left before you

But I don’t have your certainty

All I have is wonder

I can be curious

Then torn assunder

Those words goodbye

Are a luxury

Pleasantries

You are a sweet after taste

I cry

And you have me with so much grace

Dark dusty pomegranate

You loved my grandmother

Reborn to reap upon me havoc

I am not the women of my elder

I find joy whilst I suffer

Seeing divinity has never came so easy

I carry with poise the scars that you leave me

Worry no more

I may be vunerable

 not nearly so fragile

I do not break with the same ease that I beguile

I am not the women who screams

I am the original seed

The foundation to the sprouting of dreams

I take back my name

Enjoy what you received

I may be giving but no one takes from me

Spare your guilt and shame

I have nothing to bare the fruit of your blame

I am forgiving

And find your veins

I fill them with the women

You flushed down the drain

You should have love

All the adornments they spared

You should wear it in your skin

Like the charm you have trapped in your hair

Slick like a spider

Catching unawares

you always loved surprises

Stunning in your air’s

I know your heart cares

You keep searching

You won’t find me anywhere

Im stuck in everywhere

And you can look there

Too human to pursue

Something larger than you

My spirit is still waiting for you to move

You never really left

Maybe its for the best

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