Sequel to: My Heart Shaped Sharpener or When My Sharpnener Broke

Long ago
I leaned far over a concrete ledge
So far from the ground
And I posed a question;
Then you said
"I'll never let you fall"

Now as I lay far away from you
In distance
With my heart a million miles
From you
Or maybe right beside you
And as I lay in a bed
That's not my own
I ponder your reply

With the red sun high
In smoke covered skies
I wonder
Where were you when I fell?

My Heart Shaped Sharpener

Your fingertips run softly across my skin
Causing me to pull closer and draw in breath
You hold me in you arms
So softly
As if I were fragile or precious
Something rare and delicate
You kiss me and it feels as if you hold my life somehow
     with your lips
My eyelids flutter
As my fingertips trace the soft
Curve of your ear
You know I'm teasing you
And I giggle

I sit on the thin concrete wall
Suspended over four stories of empty space
And your hands reach out and pull me back
Keeping me safe
You tell me you'll never let me fall
I smile and lean against your chest
Letting your arms encircle my body
As I hold on to you
My last anchor
We spend most the night in each others' arms
Surrounded by strangers
But truly
We are together and alone
In our own world
Safe from outside intrusion

Suddenly I'm afraid
Afraid of losing this moment
And this night
Afraid of it disappearing into a catalog of memories
I'm afraid of losing you
Almost as afraid as the first night we said goodbye
You hold me closer and I'm glad
But as I lay against you
I realize I don't have to cry anymore
I have you
And I believe I always will

Blossoms

  I sat watching
As golden hair fell to the floor
And I stared at a woman
     Who was not mother
And a girl who was her daughter,
A girl who was not my sister,
And as I sat
     I saw her

  Standing tall and still
Slender white arms stretched towards
     The sky
 Reaching

A soft flowing dress of green
Ornamented with pink blossoms
Fingers outstretched


At her feet
Grass blew
Surrounded more so by dead things
Left alone
With things
   That were not her brothers or sisters
In a land that was no longer
      Her home
Alone
And I cried

A Heart of Ash

Everything must pass away
I thought upon an autumn day
As the cold sun sunk to the west
I clutched the dagger to my chest

The road which brought me to this place
Was dark and empty, lacking grace
It was a stormy path I'd tread
Turning my being, into lead

Gone from my chest, inside all hollow
I chased love and death had followed
But escaping was the trick
My body fine, my heart was sick

And so I sat and watched the sun
Knowing now the pain was done
The cold sun sunk into the west
I sunk the dagger in my chest

Losing Innocence

Dreams of children fall apart
The first time that you break your heart
Stars turn deaf ears to those who wish
The rain is tears instead of a kiss
Flowers silence their now mute souls
Creating in your heart a hole
A child's god, Once Upon A Time
Has left this child with naught but rhymes
No promise of flight liners in the air
No secret land, enchanting and fair
A voice echoes aloneat night
The stars still shine, but you cannot find the light
The trees won't speak, the tides won't play
She begs , but fairytales have flown away
In a land where flowers lie
A child must grow up- or die

Missing

The soft pattering rain
Dripping silently through an almost grey sky
No stars
Tears falling from heaven for comfort
Consolation for many things
No stars
And no arms
No warm steadying hands
-Standing still-
Listening
Almost silent splashes
As the skies tears
Glimmer off the cold concrete
Lost in the falling rain
Almost filling an empty void
The world's pain
Almost
But there were no stars

A Ticking Clock Slowly Overtakes Me

She sits and waits
Watching seconds tick by
And she dreams
Of Better Days,
Weeks,
Years

She waits
For time
For when it runs by

Thinking only of the future

Then
Horror strikes her and
Terror forms and unvoiced cry

A realization crashing in
that she waits
for Death
Cold air comes and chills her soul
Thinking, perhaps
She will run out of time for her future
Cold air
Cold thoughts
And two words: No time.