Edge of Tomorrow

Almost is evermore
with loss at the door
knocking, I answer
“Who steps on my floor?”

Sheepishly, cloyingly
she plays with my heart,
dances and dazzles
one with the court.

Almost, a spectacle
rivets my eyes
on the ceiling she tempts me
her wisdom to tantalize.

Swaying and swooning
I taste being wooed
realize her folly fades
where tomorrow stands proud.

Reverie

She was helpless
to accept explanations.
To muck through algorithms
algebra explanations
on how dreams exist.

Her life was never meant to be
a static endeavor
to tweak her limbs
accordingly
was other’s wanting tragedy.

Instead of anger
she felt sorry for their indifference
and remembers them calling her
a peacemaker
in this storm.

Find the Time

Each step taken
the light
drawn upon the dark
leant us time
left us shaken.

I’m not worthy
to marry.
We did anyway.
He swept us
to blurred shores
in search of forever.

Stuck in his cocoon
my breath suffocating
was to quietly lay down
paper skin
thin tears bled
swaddled in ribbon tape.

Each step taken
the light
drawn upon the dark
leant us time
left us shaken.