The Sound of Souls Connecting

Justified we're vindicated
complicated yet the same
washed anew by feelings you
give life to entertain
Certainty in passing
still to touch through sharing glances
Caring not for minutes caught
indulging our romances
Safety found in common ground
on islands of redemption
beau-tied pools endowed to you
deep diving my attention
still I implore in wanting more
than lustful pleasures breed
breathing only by your breath
in death to super-cede
Complete and lost in our submission
competition all are bested
to the victor go the spoils
in that I'm fully vested
Time to age is justice done
as souls connect and hearts remain
washed anew by feelings you
give life to entertain.

Dying Vine

Forward climbing upward
downward spiral of complication,
hope it seems my only dreams
of nightly revelation.
Wine that must be spoiling
from a lack of my ambition,
this is all the pull I have
to bring into fruition.
Birth of past regression
thought to put it all behind,
but ghosts that haunt do well to taunt
and linger to remind.
Breaking bondage is a must
of chains were self inflicted,
and all that falls these curtain calls
easy could have been predicted.
Change will come from dying of
the fruit of my relation,
forward climbing upward
downward spiral of complication.