Monday, 23 September 2013

I Wish You Wouldn't

I wish you wouldn't.
Tell me those sweet words
In that rough voice
That softens just for me;
Tell me that we'll find a way
To weather this storm
And start our life as one;
Tell me that it's ok,
Tell me it's alright,
That we're far from crazy
For living by faith and not by sight.

Sunday, 15 September 2013

Leave taken

I miss the light in your eyes.
It once told me, you are mine.
Now all I see is the cold depth of death.
The leave taken without regret.