Poem: I See The Empty

Becoming less content as the light slips.

Tears I once had fall unheeded to the grass,

And wait for peace to cover them at last.

Where the sky lays her lips

Upon the oceans cold breast

Waits the soul of one long since lost in her depths

I wait beneath the dawning sun,

My brilliance long since foreshadowed

By my trepidation and vacancy.

He calls to her upon the wind

Carries his devotion to earths end

Whispers to die unheard in the bright red of dawn

I do not see with my own eyes the same person through yours,

A life you cherish and love in its ever fleeting existence,

Only something perfected for you, an instant blessing.

Unfulfilled her desire, her promise

Departs with the nights forgotten sin

The taste of her still warm upon trembling cold skin

My sight dims as my eyes lose their allure

Stains of the past that mislead me to this place,

cross my face with as colored shattered glass.

He closes the door in the dark

To open his wrists' paled thin lines

Waits for silence to lull him into permanent dreams

I wait beneath the waning moon,

my grandeur momentary and overshadowed

within this vessel my soul takes tenancy.

Where the angels embrace stone

She watches him return limply home

Smiles as she plucks white from her mourning dress

I see nothing in the mirror to reflect the same thing,

Within my own sight,

I see only emptiness returning my stare.