Blow Back the Clouds
Frigid encounter,
a soulless storm in winter dead
leaving me white teethed frozen
from the magnetic doubts raised into pin pricks
ricocheting wildly off the thoughts in my head
You were one who fastened my heart
to your own beating breath, with no sacrifice
You were the one who compelled me to stay
when my emotions were spread through the stiff continent
breaking commitments and reaching for sun
which stayed always elusive and hidden from me.
When did you ignite and burn without me?
When did the run off from every issue
pool toward the abnormal powers that be?
The land is still lost, the frozen ground thick
with this heart of yours blue with discouraging thoughts
I twist into needles and knots, with the lack of knowing you now
I wonder and wish that you'll turn toward the sun
and help me to blow back the clouds.
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