Magical Dusk.

Moments of sound and music;
Of space and time; Of emotions;
Of events and memories;

Dusk sets in
The piano keys tap into a memory
The breeze takes me way back
And the glory of the sky is a yearning for hidden tears

Forbidden love;
Decisions made by the way of life;
Inevitable but unavoidable.
The search for sanity and the flow of meaning;
But neither is the result of an attempt.

It does not make sense does it?

I am merely attempting to express myself. The gloom and doom that i feel. The joy and sparkles that i breathe. The smell of memory and yearning. The sensation of desire. The many pondering of daily life. Yes, the inevitable and the unavoidable. The reasons and consequences.

. . . . . . .

It hurts, it hurts
Emotional pain that feels so real
That binds your breath
And aches your chest
Got you gasping for sense and reason
Like your breath you can't seem to find.

Its a wonder this bliss
Of gratefulness and unuttered joy
A senseless euphoria;
You hold onto like your breath
Taking in every delight
Like an infinite moment.

A strange and achingly beautiful part of being human