In Between Then and Now

Too separate to meet time and again.
Although it’s late at night, and I must sleep,
As too many waking hours will sweep,
Sanity away from the oceans deep.

The paths that I walk are worn out,
And longer than they used to be,
Weed stricken sidewalks meet the eye,
And tell me that I have said goodbye.

From a standpoint where there’s only air
I still feel her blowing into me
This ever ballooning self existence
The quencher of a surfeiting despair.

Now will I ever find?
The arms that I left behind?
The tensions on her face
Different moments, a different grace ?

Had I had more of you,
When I had more of time,
Staccato beats of longing
Could have forged a love sublime.

Golden days of summer come back to me,
As a grey memory.
Tears of the winter evening,
Quietly resting upon a morning reverie.

Now away from you,
It’s only me and the rain,
That I sung to you,
In our moments of sweet refrain.

There’s too many ways life can take,
Still many more for a heart to ache,
To look at her from a distance
To stay away in a killing pretence.

A rising wave crumbles and falls,
In the wake of the evening star,
Sea churned by the yellow ferries,
Igniting the late hour.

I stand at the brink of insanity
Voices echo over the sea.
In rays of hope shining blue
One day it will be.

And now I make my way back home,
And now there are lights around me,
In shades of yellow, orange, red, and blue.
In shades of our love true.

And now it’s a burst of rain
A soft wind kissing my face,
And by my side along my way,
Her softer silhouette changing shape.

So here it is I put down the lights,
Draw the curtains blowing aside,
In silence as I lay my head,
Remembering you in shades of red.

There are many ways love has led,
Unspoken days, a secret unsaid,
In a little diary with words arranged,
Wherever our wanting eyes have met.

As I lay the pen that speaks of you,
And put my tired hands below my head,
Gently my eyes begin to close,
In a silver dream I return to you.

Tags: English Poems, Love Poem