it's snowing
again today
all my heartbreak
this rigid pain
laying quite still
almost silent
upon that suffering
frigid snowy ground
if spring manages
to ever come
maybe I'll hear
some heartfelt song
perhaps a songbird
will come to sing
maybe my heart
will bleed less
when that song
is readily heard
if words could lift
my wounded soul
if sound and harmony
would somehow
bring some relative
harmonic cheer
maybe then
I could be
feel less broken
just being me
still in my dreams
I dream of you
those long gone days
where we shared
mostly perfect love
those long ago
ghostly dreamy nights
where we always cared
about those brilliant
bird song mysteries
soaring and singing
chosen by heaven
from hauntingly above
but now my love
those dreams are gone
all those beautiful feelings
we constantly shared
as we lay together
refreshed and blessed
in your secret garden
holding onto precious love
secretly living there
when we were all alone
I remember that
precious perfumed air
I remember how much
we truly cared
something still remains
that magical colour
of that pastel wind
as an ocean of love
washed over our souls
as all our perfect love
told us mystical stories
about all love knows
my bones ache now
nearly as much as
my broken heart
still somehow
love's miracle words
seem lyrically spoken
even though my love
we've grown old now
remaining so distant
so heart broken
just remember love
life is mostly
dreams and art
while love remains
so damn insistent
yet we still remain
so far apart
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