Flurries in Silence

Eau de cologne..
A whiff that tricks my soul..
Believing things that are not there
But I’m trying to control,

I’m trying to control
Though I’m thoroughly confused
Flurry of wings in darkness
While my silence seems misused,

My silence misused
By those who claim they love,
For even if they’re fooling me
They fit me like a glove,

Fit me like a glove
They do, What have I become..
For I believe that which I cannot trust
So I’ll let my mind go numb.

Let my mind go numb
So I can breathe again,
A heave, a sigh, right now, just once,
Or forever must I refrain..

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Bed Tea

I walk into our room
Teacups balanced on the tray,
You lay there, under the crushed sheets
Gentle, at peace, like a baby at rest.

You awake as I place the tray
On the table next to your head,
You look confused, and then smile
Kissing your forehead, I smile back as well.

One lingering whisper
Lumps in my throat..
“Dear boy, is she pretty?”
You stare. I know.

And so, I take my leave..

I take my leave.
Farewell..

I walk into our room

Teacups balanced on the tray,

You lay there, under the crushed sheets

Gentle, at peace, like a baby at rest.

 

You awake as I place the tray

On the table next to your head,

You look confused, and then smile

Kissing your forehead, I smile back as well.

 

One lingering whisper

Lumps in my throat..

“Dear boy, is she pretty?”

You stare. I know.

 

And so, I take my leave..

 

I take my leave.

Farewell..