11/30

Once you wished for me love devoured 
in the sweet dark hours. oh how rare such 
love can be

11/28

Wishes and wants.
Rarely go to form, do they?
Omission, and the sins of…
not the worst but, can still hurt.

Rarely go to form, do they,
think you tried telling me.
Not the worst but, can still hurt.
Wish you had, honestly. 

Think you tried telling me
maybe friendship would’ve done. 
Wish you had, honestly,
maybe that was ever all you wanted.

Maybe friendship would’ve done.
Omission, and sins of…
maybe that was ever all you wanted.
Wishes and wants

11/8

I come to the end of the day
in search of solace, gazing, 
to watch the sun set, blazing. 

As evening blues go gray,
leaving clouds in hues still amazing,
I come to the end of the day
in search of solace, gazing.

I come allowing this drama to convey
a soul beyond woes, appraising       
the day’s regrets, long past chasing,
I come to the end of the day.
In search of solace, gazing,
to watch the sun set, blazing.