I miss you

I miss you

You, who took hold of me within places unseen

Who ensnared me with a look and enslaved my inner being

Who lured me in with a promise

And kept me with a dream

Who gave flesh to hope

Then said ‘all is not as it seems’

I miss you

You, whose voice I still hear and eyes I still see

Whose breath is the wind and whose smell is of the sea

Whose touch was on fire and whose look set me free

Whose words I still comb over

Because you wrote them for me

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By Design…

There’s harmony to your design

An inspired balance, a predestined finality to your conjuring

An unwavering permanence to your wounds and wanderings

There is an unalterable element to your every atom

Like the pulsing tide within your veins, there are courses that remain invariably your own

The immutable resolve of settled clay

The indomitable Prometheus’ curse

You are who you were meant to be

You never had a choice in the matter

Or did you?

Do you?