You warped my consciousness as a snake chokes its prey,
Being the crayons of my colourless tale meant to be grey,
Once a lonely rope left swinging, now your creeper coils along my way,
A drifting cloud carved by storms finally opens to its long-lost day.
A straight thread now tangles itself into the loops of your thoughts,
Being the spell that breaks open the oldest knots of my hate and curse knots,
Once a lone trunk now splits into paths that rise to make your leaves’ bed,
A lost traveller scorched in heatwave’s furnace finally discovers its shed.
A body consumed by your soil, atom to atom in it,
An exhausted, burning soul dissolves into your gathering clouds as it sits,
Consciousness dilutes in the pure solution of your life,
The last breaths of mine always rest in the veins of your heart’s life.
Wounded by the biting frost in my chest, the moon is my silver bandage,
My desires bloom in the night, like shadows on the wall of memory,
Only now, when I feel I've lost you in the boundless infinity,
I begin to love you; love is an echo that still resonates within me.
My wounds sing of the late encounter, like an old song,
And your name floats in the air like a forgotten perfume on dusty shelves,
I don't know your address, but I write my longing on the canvas of silent stars,
Suddenly, the world's waters absorbed you, and I got lost in the wind.
Wandering gestures, minus infinity separates us like an abyss,
I construct offenses against you, yet you remain a beacon in the fog,
When everything happens naturally, we opposed each other like day and night,
And in this play of lights and shadows, only now do I truly love you.
Our words are foreign tongues, frozen in cold silences,
At the border between yes and no, a silent witness whispers your story to me,
We opposed each other like the sun and the moon in the sky of lost dreams,
And only now, when I've lost you forever, do I know I've always loved you.
Wounded by the weeping north wind, with the moon in my hands I'd bandage my longing,
Only now does love begin, a paradox that becomes my flight.
In your absence, I find you again, my beloved vanished from the world,
And the wounds will always sing, welcoming you in silent memory.
The waters of the world have swallowed you, and I, wounded, remain lost in the cold,
Gesturing toward the negative infinity, a love grown in silence.
We resisted, the sun and the moon, in a dance of celestial shadows,
And only now does love begin when I feel you'll forever be missing from me.
Our words, frozen, are foreign tongues that no longer unite,
At the border between yes and no, a silent witness whispers that I love you.
When everything happens naturally, and paradox becomes our law,
Only now does love begin, when you, my love, are the blue star.
In the silence between us, a song is born, an echo of longing and dreams,
I've loved you always, in the night sky, a promised beacon of love.
And in your absence, I find you again, like a light that dispels my shadows,
When I know I've lost you forever, the love within me deeply matures.
Small light strips.
Each touching a part,
Never pulling the two sides.
Grasping over a crevice.
One fine line in between,
Holding firm.
Connecting each heavy edge.
Not bringing near,
Each tab stretched in fear.
The bandage won't last.
Fill is coming to the crevice,
At last.
My, oh my
how sharp is the tongue?
I curse you retaliation!
I've become short of luck!
I never knew the difference
Where do I draw the line?
What should I not tell
and what should I not hide?
Thrown off by words I spat,
as I drown in my own debt.
Falling in love is easy,
Falling out is a threat.
Date: 08 June 2022
Title chosen: Split Wide Open
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
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