Hold me in your arms
Just one more moment before you go
And in that moment, I’m sure I’ll know
All that moment could have been
Within that listing nuzzle:
A final breath,
A final beat
Each interrupted,
Incomplete,
Replacing in their dying space
New pulse and sigh interpolates
In that moment
I’m someone new
I am not me
You are not you
We entered lovers
Left as friends
Moment over as it ends
-Galwyn
Stay with me
As carmine kisses cling to glass
Stay with me
As salmon sunsets slowly pass
Stay with me
As honeyed pictures fade away
Stay with me
As emerald fields turn to grey
Stay with me
As azure waters turn to air
Stay with me
As vervain stardust dances there
Stay with me
I’m frightened of the empty sky
Stay with me
Without you would my colors die?
Stay with me
Won’t lose you to the blank unknown
Stay with me
This pain we draw is all our own
Stay with me
-Galwyn
From an inch of my life
You saw but never see me
Eleven inches more
I crawl but you won’t receive me
Ten digits more
Which once ran through your hair
Two shoulders to shrug
No more burden to bear
Take what you want
And then take all the rest
From an inch of my life
Hear the pulse in my chest
-Galwyn
One look and I’m sunk
In my mind, simple gunk
Failed thoughts to describe you
Longing feelings beside you
But I’m stuck in this sinking
With my misery, thinking
What I’d give to admire
And be free of the mire
-Galwyn
Cataract headlights glisten
Your hand in mine
Over the motor I hear you just fine
While I sit here and listen
Cataract headlights squint
Below my loving smolder
Your head rests on my shoulder
View lost beyond the window’s tint
Cataract headlights blinded
I took your way, you – the highway
And as I look to your seat
I’m ever reminded
-Galwyn
I’ve loved before,
I’ll love again,
With confidence my heart has wrought
But then your face struck tender spot
And all assurance was forgot
-Galwyn
The bumper of the car was there,
And she wasn’t
So I thought.
For what is there to do
When hearts are broken
To my misfortune-
I was not.
For perhaps some outwards agony
Would garner sympathy?
Perhaps not.
I thought until the sun came up
Without any conclusion
I thought I might convice myself
But it would have been illusion
Perhaps I could escape the fight
Inside some thoughtful mirage
But then I realized that hood
Was the true site of the barrage
-Galwyn
