To dust

Dust 2

Words of love

Fall from your lips

Channelled through your fingertips

Tracing a prism of light

Illuminating the darker spaces of my soul

Where dearth of love

Made my wanting grow cold

So now when there is this awakening of that passion

So long denied

How can I open this heart again

Without crying for all that was lost

And for the pain that remained

And the far greater cost

Lack of trust

And so I only learned how to cut

And when fires raged

Allowed them to burn out of control

Finding no acceptance

And no home

But when you instead

Turn upon me these eyes of love

With promise to stay as true

As a gentle dove

Well then my heart goes silent

Laboring under this burden of confusion

Fearful such desire will turn only to a fusion

In which you bind me so tightly to your side

That I have no alternative but to fight

Take out the knife

And with one cut

Turn all your dreams to tatters

To protect a heart

Too vulnerable to trust

 And as I do

I watch our connection

Vaporise and

Turn to dust

And cry unending tears

As my heart becomes rust

Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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