fire and water

I do not regret loving you .

What is regret but chances we took knowing it would not be in our favour ?

No. I do not regret my love for you 

I do not regret the time I spent yearning for you

For who could blame a woman for wanting a soul so full of life and adoration? 

No. I do not regret yearning for you

I do not regret spending waking dreams thinking of you

In the shower , in the car, on the road , all alone 

No I do not regret having every thought of you 

I regret I am so full of water

 I almost drowned out your screams of terror 

As I washed upon your doorstep broken and bleeding 

Demanding attention 

I almost burnt you inside out with my flames of desire 

But no. I do not regret for having felt so strongly 

Because it has only made me realise the extents I will go 

To love someone who won't drown with my love

No I do not regret burning so full of love and life

S

russets and goldblooms

How cruel is the meaning of existence 

To yearn for you so desperately 

I almost strayed from my path of desire

Just so I could chase after you

Lillies and blossoms sprouted 

Upon the brick hallway I ran on

Chasing your shadows in dreams 

Just so I could get a glimpse of you 

Yet they turned to russets and goldblooms

As I slowed down my thoughts 

Merrigolds and peonies snuck their way around my ankles

To remind me you were not the one I thought 

I shouldn't have to question if it is you I desire 

And feel guilty for not being able to commit 

No , you can keep your Lillies and blossoms

I'll let my merrigolds wrap themselves within

His russets wait within the shadows of dawn

His smile is a forgotten memory I now remember

I am sorry if you never felt enough with all I gave 

But all I have is never going to be enough for you 

Russets and goldblooms

To be home

My soul, it is of origins unknown

Of planets, stars and constellations alone

And yet on Earth I am nothing before you 

How is it you have stripped me of my wants and desires and my ego too?

So tell me wary soul,

How is it you have become home for me?

I have spent eons wandering the planes of existence

How is it you're still not meant for me ?

-to be with you is home unspoken, therefore I will take it with everything I got. In turn I will leave you with all I am.

So cease to be, strip me inside out . If souls are meant to wander like us, let us never burn out.

for Bruhn

Lifetimes pass as we grow closer

As friends, soulmates and old-school lovers

I may not have you every lifetime

But there's no denying that you are mine

So whether our journeys take us near or far

Our soul bond will stay strong as we are

So know that no matter where fate take you next

I'll be right alongside you with every step you take

I recognise you Bruhn

A soul's perspective in recognising an old lover

Sins

If sins had a physical body, he would be it 

If sins had actions, he would potray it.

If sins had repurcussions, he would be the one recieving it 

But she, if sins were based around her, she would be all of them.

She could be his fear, his envy, his lust and deceit and avarice

He could be a selfish sybarite and yet never have enough of her 

He would laze and rage at everyone for believing they deserved any part of him

But with her, together, all sins left including pride

He had no desire to be better than others when he was with her

He was already a better man with her

Now, he just wanted to be good enough for her

And she had just told him he already was

"I love you too", he whispered, surprised with himself 

It had come out of his mouth without thought 

Or permission

Pride ? What was pride when it was just them ?

He knew it was true after the words escaped his sinful mouth 

He loved the hue of her eyes and the tint of her hair 

He loved the noises of frustration she made while she was working 

He loved the voice she sang with over the artwork she created 

The same fingers that threaded his soul into existence

He loved the fact that he loved her

But he did not know why in the first place 

He kissed her head as her hands started their own journey 

And he allowed them, smiling slightly 

"Now with your hands upon my skin

I see... You could never be one of my sins".

-Semanti