vacillate

your pain
makes me
vacillate
(more than usual)

between

the tenderest
softest
feelings
with gentle strokes
and delicate kisses
and wishing
and wishing
and wishing
and wishing
I could take
your pain
away

and

the roughest
hardest
feelings
with angry snarls
and stamping feet
and railing
and wailing
and growling
and crying
why must you
suffer
this pain?

then I realise
it’s
the same
for you

your pain
is my pain
and my pain
is yours
forgive me
my love

Music is not a strong enough word

when darkness rages cross the sky
responsibilities abated
I let slip my grip
on being “normal”
I close my eyes and lose myself in sounds
of melodies of hearts and souls
and time slows and bows
and warps and slides
and my mind glides away
washed with emotions evoked
drenched with passions explored
body moving to music’s pulse
lost to this other world
climbing into a song
like I can somehow enter it, become one
absorbed and saturated
heavy with this heavenly
cadence