LOVE DYED

She said:

Love dyed my heart

with the height of the sky

He places playful pigments

in my mind that pour out

the white of my smile

He laces my heart beats with

red dream-like  ribbons that I love to untie

His gaze made me open my palms

So I could let forever fly

further and further away

from the beautiful breaths

that colour this marvelous moment

The glitter of his goodness goldens

the light of love I stand in

I feel bright as I breathe

my motions are majestic

like the soft serene scenery

of sunsets and sunrises

If I am earth

Then he is the sun that animates the wild

And when I become night

He is the fragrant light

That dazzles time between the

Spaces in my heart

He said:

Love died

She has left my laughs limping

and sentenced my lips to sorrow’s 

tortured tenses

Who ever thought that loneliness

would alienate me to Ache’s 

acrimonious archives?

Who would’ve thought that the loss of love

would bury me alive?

That pain would be built from the

bricks of a paradise I dwelt in?

Who would of thought that

every part of me would feel

dead no matter how much

air I breath in

No matter how many cries 

my soul would breath out?

Who would of thought

that love would weigh heavier than sin?

My breaths mumble as I mourn

a lively love stolen from my embrace

I have been widowed by Happiness

bewitched by what I desired ad absurdum

Dressed in the darknesses 

of a sinking sadness

I layer my loss in thought after thought

I drown in my own tears

and yet I still have oceans to cry

I never was good with good byes

It is only my skin that lives

For my heart drums 

the silence of death

She said:

Love died

I left him standing where he lies

and in the blink of an eye

My heart was empty inside

as a deep sense of betrayal 

began to multiply

Into countless whys

In search of the rotting reasons 

why I was not wise

Life began to tic anti clockwise

I became the laughing stock

of the sane and the wise

For I now realise

That every word that love watered

my germinating heart with 

was not love

but the disguise

Of  a heart Theif

That breaks into hearts

to break what hearts heart

then fill his heart

with the havoc he arts

To smash what is kind

grabbing onto whatever 

treasure he can find

His favourite victims are the blind

How could I have been so blind? 

Now I live between heart beats

from a heart with more stings 

than a behive

The world watched me 

becoming a wallowing weeping willow

They all look into my eyes and say

It might be best if you leave it behind

I guess they don't know

that the death that I've died too

leaves nothing behind 

Now where will I find

The courage to climb

Out of my fall from cloud ninety nine

for though winged

From this pit of self pity

I am unable to fly

He said:

Love dyed

My lips with the warmth 

of countless kisses

Her colours cling to the core of my soul

Painting peace upon 

the fabric of my be-ing

I am her Master-Peace

The sacred spaces of our inner peace

Have been pieced together so beautifully

It puzzles sober sights

Yet ignites every sky lantern lit for love

over countless nights

I fall to the heaven at her feet

Drenched in the depth of her deep

I melt away in the metaphysics 

of our love leap

that is felt in every nano second

of our pellucid poetic penning pulse

She bows before me

Passionately Purple with my praise

and for every letter of light 

that falls from her face

I raise her a degree higher 

above my kingdom

That it may kneel in her praise

A status that no thing can erase

from a love that time cannot deface

A love space cannot embrace

I am the green in her leaves

She is the radiance of my light

I shine upon her because 

I am her dancing desire

From her beauty 

my sight does not retreat

I am the clouds in her summer sky

She is the rain that falls 

Calmly upon my chest

I am the cold bitter winter

She is the tree whose  brown 

falls to ground

Knowing that soon 

I will clothe her again

In the sweetness 

of my scent-full spring

And to the billows of her beauty

My nest of melodies will sing

Tunes tailored for infinity 

So you see

We are a love that cannot die

For it is our passion that 

pours without pause

into the pigments with which love

So willingly dyes

Our intrigue that inspires

episodes of lovers throughout time

Our tender touches that write the lines

Upon which poets rhyme

and sharpen the edges 

at which war weaned warriors die

We are the stretched out branches 

from where birds learn to fly

We are the nostalgic images 

sketched like magic in the mind's eye

Yes the seeing of your seeing 

is her and I 

Within the frame our form

Drowns every delight

We are the spinning spear 

with which hearts conquer

Our secrets shape 

the skies to which 

songbirds sing too

Our love dyes

The seekers with rainbows of life

We are The Lavender Lovesphere 

that the lovers lose their selves too

Ours is a love

That dissolves all life forms 

in liquid light

A turquoise transformation 

from life to life

Because those tied to 

transcendent truth forms 

that dye as they die

Know that Death’s desired dye

is the dimension to 

which all dimensions die

A destiny that 

the glow of no galaxy can deny

Stand upon this

O love lyric

Always Remember that

Only letters without

Love’s dye, die.

And those that die to love

become the cosmic colour of her dye