I’m working for her
But not quite towards her
This transient love that I long for
Not stricken with lonliness
But stricken with purpose
For a heart to give my life an encore
I gather my sticks
To build her a nest
And I’ll take to the sky when its proper
Yet in the meantime
I’ll yearn and I’ll rhyme
With romance as something I’ll wait for
-Galwyn
Blind as a bat
You howl and screech
Echoes lead the way
Cavernous ears
But only to you
And what you have to say
Glorified rat
Hellion wings
But your sins won’t blow away
Yell all you’d like
And drink all you can
For the sun is here to stay
-Galwyn
The train is tight
I’m not constrained
Beyond those dazzling eyes contained
Within the stoic facial frame
Of beauty on the seat
My breath is light
My legs restrained
Yet heart escaped, passion aflamed
I fantasize about your name
And loving hopes replete
The doors open
I find my feet
And from your beauty,
I retreat
-Galwyn
In a garden now salted
A blossom did grow
Born of passion once felt
Such a long time ago
Yet she plucked forth my heart
As a penance to throw
To a stranger above
With a virtue below
High on the stage
Where our feelings detach
I once leapt to your arms
As you failed to catch
I abscond from your stage
Bowing my final act
The act of a phantom
To never come back
-Galwyn
Lamentation rings through trees
And echoes through the moors
An effervescent eulogy
Aflame on boggy shores
A requiem for bygone lips
Where only words endure
This dirge for things romantically
Falls silent as before
-Galwyn
You’ve gone from me, and like syrupy tea
Sorrow clings to the back of my throat
With taste of love ever haunting me
-Galwyn
And with indifference
My sorrow takes the night
-Galwyn
