I have been unfaithful,
under a curtain of night
even as you laid
a fingers breath from my hem,

he stole my affection
in shear moments of ecstasy

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We came together
an eclectic mix,
liquid methane and fire,
once we had merged
passion ignited

So many kingdoms I have laid to waste,
so many freemen I've enslaved.
My imperial army moved with great haste
to conquer all the lands I craved

Spitting on the heads of fallen rulers
I laughed as I took their women
while I let their pathetic men witness
what I did to their children

I celebrated countless triumphs
as the reign of my empire grew
but greed opened doors to treachery
and my actual friends are few

You asked me,
"why do you cry?"
I replied,
"only the sky knows this",
you said,
"you require the blue
of day to fade?"
I replied,
"it began at dawn."

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each day
my lead wears down
when fingers
scribble with a stub
will anything remain
of me to write?
or will iron
seep into my veins
and my finger take over
marking lines
in steel

On a wisp of wattle
that cradled in the fig,
a dreaming began,
as sleep draped veils
to nurture a gleam into
dazed eyes,
as mantles of moonbeam
wreath temples
I fell to,

A gathering cluster
that saturated all reality,

a sculptor with tool
set about carving
a bird of paradise
as form finished
it flew away

A dove birthed
from a painters brush
and wiggled free to
splash the canvas of black
staining its feathers
in obsidian

Were l able to truly play guitar
like the masters of the art,
I'd play for you the sweetest melodies;

then afterwards, within your eyes
I'd be inspired then to write,
with that feeling flowing through me like a breeze.

I wish l better understood
the meaning of my life,
or better yet the meaning that is yours;

then afterwards, within your heart
my vision would then clear,
and l'd comfort you whilste opening your doors.

I watched as you sleep
on the old bed,
seeing your skin bears
the lines of age...

Your love have lit my life,
guiding me to be
the man I am
meant to be

Each time I fall
you were there.
You lift me up
because you care

When I was unwell,
you used to cradle me.
In your strong arms,
I could hear,
you pray for me

Now you are old and feeble,
unable to move freely.
Your bones always ache
when the weather gets ugly

So here I am,
a pallbearer
choked with emotions
as I accompany you,
my friend
one last time ,
on the final journey

Reminiscing the past
you and I,
so close together
sharing tears and laughter,
fighting with bullies
becoming heroes
for the girls

The rest of the gang
are also here,
offering their last
respects to you,
honouring
the friendship
that has withstood
the test of time...

Imagine this!
Remember that?
lt's foggy like a dream,

you must be wrong
that's not my hat!
You've lost it, it would seem.

This veil of trust
is full of holes,
it's nothing like you've said;

these scenarios
are like Cheerios,
leaving holes in words, instead.

Were you in my shoes
you'd clearly see,
not much makes any sense;

but l see you
are working me,
it hurts you think l'm dense.

I write to paint a smile
on a face stained with tears,
to tell her troubled heart,
Hope can banish fears

I want to tell a tale,
chase away her boredom,
share with her my feelings
and my thoughts at random

I am inviting her
to explore life's choices,
the dark reign of despair,
or the sanctity of love

I wish to show to her
dreams can come true
when she makes sacrifices
she'll find success blooms anew

I am the cat,
lying on the rug,
enjoying the caress
of the hands of poetry
smiling as I purred softly
" Love me more, my Sweet."