Forever

If I said I loved you
Would you, would you love me too
- forever
If I said goodbye instead
Would you forget me like the breeze
Running backwards through the trees

If I said goodbye to you
Would you, would you say goodbye too
- forever
If I said hello instead
Would tears stream down your face
Streaming from those fears replaced

Or when the light reflects the visions
Of what could be
Entropy of the heart
Torn and ripped apart
Or softly beating
Not bursting
You are thirsting for fingers on your mind
Playing chords of happiness inside
Drifting from head to toe
Forgetting what you know
- forever

If I said I loved you
Would you, would you love me too
- forever
If I said goodbye instead
Would you forget me like the breeze
Running backwards through the trees

If I said goodbye to you
Would you, would you say goodbye too
- forever
If I said hello instead
Would tears stream down your face
Streaming from those fears replaced

Night charms

Not often am I inclined to write a love poem, but even I enjoy a sappy bit of prose especially when that's the path my words take me down. It can be an interesting subject and, god knows, many have spent a lifetime spinning every sort of yarn about it. We are all susceptible to her charms. So, I hope this takes you somewhere pleasant?

In the calmest of nights, your thoughts fly to the moon
in the sheerest of moments you whisper so as not to hear your words boom
in the finest of hours, you grip to every second
in the shallowest of fears there is sadness you cannot reckon

However the breeze blows, you know that I am there
however lost your life may be, right now you are without worry or care
however pleased the gods are looking from their lofty stars
however cursed love can be, you know in your heart what is yours

For there in the night our breaths collide and we swallow our fears
for there are wounded feelings that we both share, but are afraid to hear
for our hearts cannot steer us from where this path goes
for us life blooms and blossoms like a fertile rose

Where whispers pull at hairs in your ears and staunch your cursed thoughts
where wondering you think that everything will end and love will be lost
where woefully you forget the past and cease to worry
where quietly you need not dream no longer, for dreams are now your story

In the calmest of nights, your thoughts fly to the moon
in the sheerest of moments you whisper so as not to hear your words boom
in the finest of hours, you grip to every second
in the shallowest of fears there is happiness you cannot reckon