words unsaid -
touch un-felt -
promises, not made -
unbroken...

just how deep is too deep -
how real?
too real?
what is the penalty for touch -
instead of feel?

deep the water from your shore -
dark reservoir of intrigue -
and that safe room - behind your eyes -
illusive as - seems...

i would give a thousand - knows,
a million - haves -
for just one moment of your time -
(to understand, not assume)

dreams - i weave -
realities - i conceive -
engulfed within the enigma of you...

ethereal -
you are to me -
miles from ordinary...

wanting more than less -

needing more than have -

i find my life in shadow,

standing still...



consumed by doubt -

entombed within the walls of disbelief -

i feel the madness creep

into my living,

forcing me to contemplate my fate.



do i seek refuge here

in dying's harbor?

commit to nothing -

become un-done?


how simple then,

the letting go -


no need -

for need,

no longing -

to belong...



so sweet the peace that

must come with the passing.

so great the un-weight,

un-encumbered -

un-entwined -

the soul,

aged captive -

finally free...