Sunday, September 16, 2012

Mapped

Maybe then
A thousand years ago
Or more
When we looked out
From different faces
Hands were allowed to touch
Fingers entwined easily
Once upon a different time
Your words were whispers
Just for me
Arms wrapped round tightly
Where I ought to be
And then perhaps
That longing place
Deep down inside
Was just a bit less empty
As it is within this in between life
Tragic truth
As destinies shift
To different places
I must have missed
Your telling eyes
And walked right by my hearts desire

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

timewarped


suggested memories
implanted
something somewhere
somewhat
suggestive
within outdated
disc drives
and
pixilated photos
clear eyed
baby faces free
from
age telling lines
with a cracked
voice to say hello
reminding her
she is
special too
for one moment
when innocence
still ran through
excited minds
and
palms remembered
what it felt like to
be nervous when
a girl smiled at you
backwards
travelling
within your minds eye
safe from
the disappointment of
any version of
shared realities