on pause

wipe the care
away from your thoughts
as easy as you brush
the hair from your forehead

walk strong knowing
that love is growing
elsewhere

too far?
probably
but distance has always
been your friend

don't pretend
she's there for you

on pause
the claws await

(fate)

a supposing of the last letter from Richard Burton to his love Elizabeth Taylor

Dear Elizabeth,

You are my blood
You are my glory

You make me furious

with your meandering ways

You child

You woman

You lady 

You whore

You wonderful you

Who said Hollywood

was only for the 

mediocre?

It's for the stars

who loved

and died

....searching for 

the perfect one

I have that perfect one

You

Damn what's left of me

not strong enough to pursue

what you are

Damn what's left of you
not loyal enough to stay
where you belong

Damn the world
for making us such a
spectacle

How long must they follow
the promise of our passion
as it cries out
to the sun?

Damn everyone but you and I

My Heart,

Richard

undone

when you don't
see the point

after all the
explanations

when you don't
hear my words

after all the
declarations

there's nothing
for me to do

but say
good night
to you

and worry about
a better to-morrow

(sleep)

reflection

please see
the smile
in my sad
the same way
i see
the care
in your anger

with love

(mostly)

implore

let's stumble on
a thousand words

to get to the ones
we want

let's glare through
a thousand eyes

to see the ones
that haunt

let's give up
a thousand times

to find the path
that's best

let's gloss over
a thousand ways

to forget our happiness

too deep felt
to leave behind

(mind)

audio version: https://soundcloud.com/jamison99/implore

reality

you think about
how it feels

easy and free
between you and
he

and you're lulled into
a sense
of what it could be

on pause
for a-while

but
if he wanted
to be with you
then he'd be
with you

simple as that

i hate to break it
to you

i hate to be
the wise one
in this scenario

but there you go

alone
with his shadow
before you

dragging
just behind
your thoughts

let go
and be gone
or stay
and be away

there is no
in between

(real)

end

all the signs
are there

if you choose
to read them

all the times
you care

are lessening

all the clues
are near

if you choose
to follow them

all the times
you care

while she's crying

the distance
ain't more
than miles stretched apart

holding your heart
hostage from
the loving

the days
ain't more
than time going by

keeping your eye
away from
the sighting

of what she was
when you cared

when the moment was there
long ago
when the promise
was new

and everything mattered
and nothing could keep
you away

(betray)