To Write On My Heart

Frail

Gasping for truth in the hope of doubt

I met eternity in the midst of fall

Amongst paraffin lies

And gossamer truths

We travelled in and around reality

Tumbling in druid fashion

Clamoring for another fix

Another hit

Another trip to Wonderland

He missed it more than I

And I longed for him more than he for I

Tangled in ropes of lust

Star-crossed lovers

Do not mean the same

As they once did in the branches of an oak tree

Bubblegum and roses

And the curls of his hair

Cradle the memories too sweet to recall

And the histories too heavy to bare