no time like the present

don’t you dare,

in this mind fog

let pretty things 

we planted together,

wintery months ago,

go down direly

in a blaze of glory;

for now is 
that time

of the year,

when I need you

to hold me tight,

to look in my eyes,

and promise me,

we would weather

the storms of life.

out-of-sync

hope springs eternally

in my dopey, dozy heart.

even tiny doses of romance

put me into a heavy trance.

flaws, my eyes fail to catch.

i can fathom words unsaid,

swimming staunchly against

inviolable, infinite currents,

i can unknowingly construct

many fantasy-fuelled worlds,

then, destroy them, and rise

like phoenix from the ashes.

ah, moves for reasons,

the earth, albeit,

downright differently

under my feet.

deal?

if you allow me

to divide in half,

all that we have,

in our world,

i will keep you,

everything else

will be yours.

say-so

one day,

fantasy will give in,

and reality will win,

that day,

veiling you in haze, 

pixie dust will settle,

I won't be the same,

grasping the nettle.

but, till then,

or, at least, for now,

let me believe

in the kind of love

I have never found.

iced lake

it’s weary winter time,

and resting underneath

the lake, drowsily frozen

asleep, still, perhaps dead,

runs furtive water

endlessly dark,

comfortably warm

unbelievably kind, 

seemingly sublime!

but what would you know,

beholding from a distance,

touching just the surface? 

kindred

go away quick

come here slow

play fast and loose

attack me like a foe!

so that you can

be in my clan

then, together,

we will,

i promise,

bring to fruition

yesteryear’s plans

to destroy

me.

All that I Want

I want limitless love,

beatific music,

soul-stirring poetry,

the company of a clore.

I want madness,

a mildly lit room,

a glass of wine,

a gifted red rose.

I want a kindred spirit

with a heart of gold

and a handsome face

to adore.

I want all of this

and much, much more.

but I want to wait or

work hard for it no more.