Across the Plains
Dark and cold behind me
In spirit time I wander
Back and forth across the plains
Peering into nothingness
The thought of youandme infects me now
It dances in my head like butterflies on the loose
It caresses my cheeks as you have never done
It chops up my heart into pieces of regret each time I long for more
It opens the chambers of my aching soul to feel you there inside
But Love is not a handy tool for you
Oh no
It shoots arrows of terror reflected in the cesspools of your deep blue eyes
It pushes fences of steel between us
It keeps me numb from any possibility of getting close
You think
You can’t feel
You talk
You can’t listen
You suffocate my longing and punish my flesh
I’ve opened my gates one too many times and this round was our final.
