drift+marius
frost
there was a time,
when you were my love, my very life.
when I could give you the sun
or catch you a falling star.
but it’s all in the past now
- gone and forgotten,
a fading memory in my heart.
confessions of a cantankerous mind
my mind goes numb as today passes into yesterday
when today is no different from yesterday
and the days before.
standing room
she knows not
of how greatly she is missed…
without falter.
and i know not
of how greatly my affection grows…
without falter.
perhaps the weight of the things i’ve said,
might beckon her to where i stand.
per diem
eternally awakening
i wake from waking sleep
and close my eyes for a moment of a day
going past sun and red dusk
each broken hour lifted off my days
without going,
without passing me by…
