A frigid summer night. Crash! Crash! Crash!
No response.
Slapped, smacked, chopped, hooked, toyed with all day.
Things to be said but nobody to talk to.
The seeming inability to empathize creates a wall.
Retreating back, but belting forth for an ear.
CRASH! Crash! crash!
The sound pains one, yet pleasures another.
Subject to self servitude; Used for unassuming amusement
A warm winter morning. Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!
A vibrant reply.
Embraced, cuddled, kissed, acknowledged, reminiscing with all day
Many inputs that were pushed away by delusion
Emotions crumbling down on one another
Pushing through, savoring every moment spent
chirp! Chirp! CHIRP!
The song echoing joy, yet disturbing others.
Accomplice to a fresh venture; used for occupying one’s loneliness
Alone
at last
Longing
for Someone
Someone to
come
But
the right
someone
Not anyone
Together
at last
Admiring
one another
Another time to
embrace
But
something wrong
another
Thought to be the one
The water in my eyes I see the reflection of the sunrise
A quick flashback to the pink skies, we shared memories.
Her laughter kissed the stars, her fury scorched the moon
I was lost in her skies, my wings clipped too soon.
Sacrificing time for accuracy.
If only I realized in my first life before my second came along
The need for a match who is miscible
The right conch to sing my same song
Holding onto every moment including failure
Knowing this would be the life to settle for and ask for no more
Having never needed the missing puzzle piece
The perfect mockingbird bird sing my same song
