Once this old piano knew happy days
For music brings joy
And passion.
Cobwebs and dust have settled on the keys.
Broken strings and rust sleep well
In dark places.
Notes forgotten
For it cannot play itself
Back to
Music.
Yearning for the feel of
Warm fingers upon
The ivory;
For harmonious voices to join in
All its melodic glory;
For bodies full of life and love to glide and swing as one.
Silence plays
Alone.
Time does not forget,
People do.
I
Taste your sorrow.
Damp cheek to cheek.
Warm heart to heart.
Everything is okay here in the
Dark.
We feel each others scars as if a map to the galaxy
Itself.
Us,
High with
Need and awe.
Now glowing in the night
Filling the shadows with envy.
And you write it all down
Because
You cannot tear it out of your skin.
Looking to the heavens,
Waiting to hear the Angels sing.
Hemorrhaging.
Hurling yourself to the ground.
Trying to keep your eyes open as you sleep,
But your mind keeps seeing the memories every time
You
Blink.
Your head left your heart for dead
While you were
Dancing with devils in the dark.
Bargaining and begging
With yourself for love.
Feeling like you are going to pieces,
Falling apart.
You think you would do anything to empty your heart.
But you won’t.
You know you wouldn’t.
And here I am once
Again
With scattered photographs
And unfinished poems in
My bed.
My heart
Grappling naked
With
Echoes.
With memories in the
Dark.
Then you heard the silent whisper,
Reached out into the dark
And
Lit the light within this heart
With your own warm and gentle spark.
I’m going to love you no matter.
No matter
That
You think
Your wings are useless
And tattered.
No matter your legs are tired
And your head hangs low.
No matter your smile has
Turned to a frown
And your brow is furrowed.
I will love you
While you kick and scream at the world.
As your shell cracks and
And your defenses
Fall
Apart.
I will love you through the
Dark and the light.
I will love you through
It
All.
Soft light peeking through.
Determined to touch the shadows.
Waking every morning.
Wanting nothing more than to
Make contact with
Something within
The dark.
I will throw the shadows of me onto you.
The darkest parts.
If you are
Brave enough to
Come close.
In the haunted passages of
My heart you will find
Rusty rails and broken stairs.
With every step
You must take care.
You will have to
Feel
Your way tenderly with eyes
Blind.
Other senses necessary
To find the cracks and hidden
Retreats inside.
And
Sometimes
The silence is deafening.
Once caught in the black
You may choose to never
Come back.
Or you may endlessly roam,
Making these infinite
Mysteries of me
Your
Home.
Chole Into Diamonds 