Under Midnight's Spell

it is when midnight covers me
the blanket, the silence, in the warmth
i belong, where the world is still
in the hope, the will of tomorrow
beckoning me toward, the embers in twilight remain
close to my heart, those in the shadows do stir
the thoughts, the memories, a laughter in your eyes
where truth seemed lost, but love was never denied
as we fell together, colliding with the youth
of another day, inside the world, our pain had gone away
the morning spoke to me, to you, i heard forever
whispering a truth, that i never wanted to leave
not far behind me, as we danced, beneath the sheets
through the weeks, and day out loud
i heard you speak, and then you were no where to be found
for the day had gone away, the weeks grew tired
the months had passed away, from me, from you
the colors faded to grays, that danced with the moonlight
tonight, close to midnight, our hearts apart, far from the world
that we once knew, in a world, now bereft of a truth
speaking to me now, in calm, in doubt, i see the world more clearly
when the light had been blown out, gone, in the memory
the laughter, the way you danced in the song
that only my heart could sing
it is midnight now, and the silence beckons me near
urges me on, onward, closer, toward tomorrow's uncertain dawn

In the space

i hearken back to a space in me
a trance, the words, the rhyme
the endless infinity, spinning in time
moving me forward, back, anew
to a point where our hearts, met in truth
i seek forgiveness, for what was said
for the actions, misplaced, for the heart that is dead
dead in a place, where eyes cannot see
but the emptiness is felt, in the space of this memory

forward in time, i seek guidance, for where the truth has led
us, inside, us in two, the world is spinning
haunting me in those parts of you
that reach out in time, pierce the serenity
the peace, my mind, taking me to
a place where no one else can see
a place that is lost, somewhere in the arms of this memory

a memory, not left in me, so no longer should i say
that truth is cruel, as your heart is gone away
gone from the place in me, that i no longer wish to see
but i still feel, in the space, of this bitter memory
for the actions i took, the words i spoke
hit hard, broke the love, that you gave only to me
in the moment, in the seconds gone by
i see myself, stolen from the sight in your eyes
a gaze that conjured up the heavens, a peace
i thought lost from the skies
and so you knew, and returned us to
some far off place, the hope of passion
nestled warm in our embrace
in this place, that seeks solace only for now
to comfort its wounds, for the memory still lingers
in this space standing here, in front of me
and as all these words dare, to give me comfort
someway, somehow
i know there is not one word of truth
that would bring me back to you

Mirror

They are mirrored. Hundreds. In complexion. In site. The duty that reflects the mind. The multitude scattered around the world. In place. Lost in time. I see myself here. Somewhere. Here. The way I move around these moments. Hiding under the seconds, going by. Losing myself for a moment. So often do I feel that all is lost. The creativity is gone. Breaking from my body. Tearing away from my mind. I hunger for the moment when I return again. Return to a place, where all the death has subsided by truth. In truth, I need guidance, for the world guiding me is often blackened in its own intent. And I feel, there is no resurrection here. Only reflection in the birth of me. That part of me that walks around, when the world is calm. I need to surrender to the belief, that silence is more than a dream. That words are spoken in action, not movement in the weight of me. For a moment, I yearn to feel as one, once again. Balanced in the tides of time. Amidst the many. The fallen. Those rising toward the skies. I know that heaven remains a victim to all the action we have spent before its cause. The death of the minutes. The hours of the day. Spent here, wasted, have now, trickled away. Before the eyes I know. Before the body that glows. In the summer sun. In the winter snow. All that I know, changes, and reaches before the world, that has known me for too long. In my heart, the love has gone. Lost in the years. Spent on the tears of forgiveness. Time fades from sight. Takes with it, the moments burning bright. And in this death. In this life. I need to surrender. Give myself hope, when hope dwindles in the past, I have just now forgot. I am here now. Here, in this dream where the moments twinkle, rise forth from this dream. That I have been dreaming for too long. It is time that the world awakens, and that I follow along. Find a way to see my reflection, in the beauty of this dawn.