Ecstasy becomes you

I thank the universe for the crimson that flows through your veins.

In a world of cold stares, you are the warm breath.

Words fall through me

There are very few times in my life when words fail me. You are all those times. No poem in this world could describe you. Because nothing reminds me of you, but you.

Dark is the sky

Even when all the constellations have died, you shine on. You shine on, and you lead me home. Home where I am safe again. Home that is your heart.

In one moment

All it takes is a passing thought, a memory, a tear, a smile, a song.

Who are you?

I've known you for years. And yet, every time we meet, there's something new about you. Something that leaves me breathless.

Begin. Again.

If someone said to me they never felt lonely, I’d call them a crook and smack them over the head with their lies. We are humans, whether we like it or not. And as a social species, we experience pangs...

I don't understand groups. And so, I don't do very well in groups. And the judgemental arse that I am, I block out the individuals in those groups. And yet, I would give up my solitude for a moment of your presence. Happily. Every single time. J. W.