Phases of the Moon
Posted on 17. Jun, 2006 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume Two, Dedicated Poems, Friendship, Spiritual
I was the lunatic
Merely a phase of my soul
Glistening in a light not my own
Rarely if ever, could you see me whole
I hid, as the scars of my life defined my existence
My dreams
Were simply a sliver of my imagination
Fading into the penumbra, the darkness of things around me
Losing myself in twilight that was mine to create
I stared at the stars above me, around me
Yet the brilliant warmth they shed reflected from my skin
My purpose was to dance with a partner and be the unnamed
My partner, vibrant and beautiful
I would look onto you and be amazed
My gaze would be so clear, yet sometimes blinded
I could define nothing else without you by my side
I would move closer
Yet never would you be within my reach
My spirit would revolve around your presence
Your grasp on me would lure me for enternity
As I could feel our synergy shape us
As the eb of your heart shifted with the tide
Within each motion, I spiralled out of control
Yet this partnership kept me in your pull
I cannot deny, this partnership would corrupt my faith
When my love had stole your illumination
as I blocked your grace from the heavens
and placing you in darkness turned my passion to fear
When I eclispe your brilliance with my dead gray body
I would only be reborn
as your glowing smile touched my body
and we began the dance from the first step again