Finale

The end of a fable short lived,

I lament...

Our goodbye and all the things

you will never comprehend.

The aftermath of you and I

is not 3.14 or as simple as pie.

Impacts on who I was... who you are.

Accepting that we've come this far,

to take the final stand.

To a story so grand.

A graceful bow,

I make my exit

and close the chapter as best fit.

Hopefully your hands will reopen the volume

to everything bookmarked and entombed.

Our story lives on in four chambers,

to find your way all you have to do is remember.

Space In Me

Pneumonic, mnemonic,
breathtaking, visual memoirs,
finalizing in a single gasp
I let go...

I drift and sail away
through cosmic rain
and nebulas storming.
Soaring beyond blackhole despair,

starboard, streaming like a vessel.

Supernova bright, radiating,
engulfing the dead of night
and burning the pages of the past
to light my way.
Nothing will impede.

Celestial gestation,
spritual reconstruction,
enlightenment through pain.
I let go.

In LoVe & WaR

If what I gave could not suffice,
or could not be sold at the price
of self worth and respect,
then there is nothing else to expect.

A purple heart on my sleeve livid,
to wear as a token of memories vivid.
Trying scribe to what has already been written
taken away by you and your actions, I'm smitten.

The final truth exposed, here we are,
casualties in a love tainted in war.
Battles in your own mind you're trying fight
forcing me to take an easy phlight.

My white flag, surrenderring to reality.
Realizing that in love and war, morality,
will not just sum up what has perished,
but holds a lesson to value and cherish.

Bon Augure

My dark epiphany,
a spark in the darkness.
Torn within time and fate.
Changes already abound
lest the wrath of irony.

My noir love,
leave assured the secrets
are safe with me.
If not here,
maybe in some other life.
Till then my heart shall encase you.

You will always be,
My stardust horizon
My chromed savior
My dark beloved
My last tango in Paris

I will continue the mission.
It will not be easy,
but in your absence it will be fulfilled.

A black rose
can only condense in the shadows,
never wither.
I will be strong and wear
opaque thorns with pride.

My eyes gleam onyx transparency
to your portals and yours alone.
You were the one,
you will always be the ONE.
Nothing can erase that.
Adieu.