For Lovers Only

For Lovers Only

Monday, 18 May 2015

The Edge of Life...

We're so far away from our instincts, 
why don't we trust ourselves?

Society pulls you down to a level you've never been near,
then builds a cage to hold you. 
Tempted every now and then, 
but we don't have the key.

So maybe we don't know the way,
but part of life is getting lost.
And yes we'll make mistakes, 
but part of life is being smart. 

You learn, then you teach. 

Sometimes you have to go away from yourself for a while, 
to find out who you really are.
Sometimes you have to close your eyes for a moment,
so when you open them you can see in the dark. 

Friday, 8 May 2015

A Million Things to do Without You...

Anywhere but here.

The rain falls in circles breaking apart the night,
they touch the sides of light, we’re still together.
The thin fabric of time separates from the future, as if it were never dependent,
then the day goes forever and we are lost.
Further from where we were before, shadows beg our return.
I wander, apart from myself.

Within a cloud, wet from head to toe.

A Self and Another…

A slightness,
In a way of being,
That is so delicate.
Like a flock of birds,
The thought of a feather
Lighting supported by the wind.

I wonder if I’m in tune
To experience life intimately
Or rather, only believe I am.

The restlessness forever a passenger
Who rides unwanted by my side.
Though, an image of my future self
With a calmness of mind
Allows another breath of thin air to coat my lungs,

Just enough to keep me alive,

Not quite enough, leaving me breathless.

Wednesday, 30 July 2014

Time Waits...

Tears are plenty, but my eyes are dry.
They follow me, but I've lost my way.
I tempt tomorrow with a kiss,
Hoping to provoke some promise.
But the water comes up to my lips and my hearts last beats fade out.

Everything's calm in the black.
I'm weightless, a feather in time,
I float just right.

Monday, 2 June 2014

The End of Night...

Ink stains the page as thin air encloses me in a suffocating moment. 
There's a black hole nearby and its danger is tempting.
I'm awash with fear, that's so unfamiliar, about a future that's so far behind. 
I'll never walk backwards, but in front I'm alone, although, really I was always alone, I just tricked myself into believing you were beside me. 
So I wander, terrified, at the end of night, realising with humility I've figured it all out. 

Wednesday, 19 March 2014


The world lives in black and white but the moon still falls asleep outside my window, its yellow glow coating my eyelids, causing me to dream sweet dreams of you. I wish you would wake up and play, we're not finished yet, we never were.