Though life moves forward
and can travel too fast,
it is easy to be taken
by the warm tug of the past.
To nestle in the memories
that filled up our hearts,
our story so fragmented,
in pieces and parts.
A dream that we float to,
when history calls our name,
and all the stories that live
within the photos we frame.
Some buried deep,
and others lingering close,
an ocean of secrets
that only one’s heart knows.
Somehow you always knew
the warmth that I needed,
when the cold slate of winter
had left me defeated.
In your generous arms
I found my heart’s place,
no more fear of the world,
I once couldn’t face.
So we find ourselves again
in that lonely hour of night,
when our bodies lay heavy,
before our minds take flight.
Awakened by the answers
to the questions we can’t find,
like sailing without stars
in the maze of our mind.
Thank you for the words you saved for that day,
when it felt so perfectly right for you to finally say.
The whisper in my ear was still somewhat shy,
but the sound of your voice left me floating in the sky.
The weight of unspoken words
grows heavier in your heart,
but the fear of retaliation
stifles your voice before it parts
From the lips that yearn
to speak nothing but the truth,
just to be liberated from silence
and live the joy of unbridled youth.
With every new day
we promise we’ll try,
yet the space between us
remains heavy with pride.
I ask myself
when you will begin
to let the wind dance freely
on the warmth of your skin.
In the calmness of the water, under the warmth of the sun,
basking in the purple sky before the day has begun.
The glow of the moon, and the sparkle of the stars,
a million moments to return to, a sanctuary that is only ours.
The city is asleep, unassuming and still,
while two figures stand watching, basking in the morning chill.
Their worlds brought together, shared dreams in their eyes,
both perched upon this rooftop, ready to watch the sunrise.
When the sun kisses the surface, and the ice begins to melt,
the leaves shall peel open for the sky’s warmth to be felt.
As the wind of a new season carries the cold over the hills,
what remains is now a clearing for forgotten dreams to be fulfilled.
All of the things
I thought I could never do…
small battles now conquered,
through the strength I found in you.
The sound of each key
takes me back to the start,
and when words are not enough,
you play the song of my heart.
The burden you carried, the hope you couldn’t find,
the weight that drowned you, the walls you hid behind.
Just a shadow of yourself, to this world you had resigned,
till you woke to the realisation, that it was all in your mind.
Once hovering heavily, casting a shadow on the ground below,
your burden has become the rain that fills rivers with turbulent flow.
Rendered transparent and weightless, by the sun that blinds the eyes,
these memories of you now dance, on their awaited return to the sky.
Say you’re sorry, and let the hurt go,
breathe new life into your lungs as you wake tomorrow.
Unconditional and sincere, no expectation of thanks,
your heart will grow flowers where bitterness once sank.
Venturing off track, far beyond what you know,
you walk with unsteadiness, treading mindfully and slow.
Waiting desperately with hope, for a path to be drawn,
but the imminence of time compels you to travel on.
Don't mourn what is lost, for it was gifted to you by fate.
Let if fall into your past, and return to it's birthing place.
Walk onwards with closure, in faith lies your strength.
Nothing yours is ever stolen, but only that which is meant.
Deep and blue, you float without sense,
carried by waves that mask your sunken pretense.
Approaching the shore, your soul remains abashed,
bracing for the moment when you suddenly crash.
With the arrival of Spring, you unwillingly left.
Your petals had fallen, taken by the wind and faraway swept.
Now I plead with the seasons, to show me a way,
to live with the longing, of just another day.
- In loving memory of Bella Simoes. May you rest in peace. -
You are a dance of the heart,
swaying slow, then beating fast.
You are a song for the soul,
deep and resounding, out of control.
