Him)
It relocates as I surround the heart,
Rotating…
The energies are frequently passed over, just for today.
There is something other, not greater, out there. It is socially desired, yet I am admired by only me.
Plans enveloped, sealed with a dry sponge, hoping another will tease the clasp… Releasing me back to birth, back to earth…
Humbled, and then grounded back to the dirt. Hitting my heart at first, as I thirst for a simple glance.
Her)
First glance, first dance..
Usually I am solo, there’s been no need for a partner.
I’ve never even given one a chance.
But things change and I’m tired of my own company.
If I send out the bat signal, I wonder who would come for me?
And save me from myself..
But do I need saving?
I send a kiss up to the gray skies, hoping for rain.. I guess I’m cloud chasing.
Him)
The rain has heard you,
The pain has summoned.
Chase my heart, not my body,
Nobody sees within but us.
Apart from these smokey clouds, awaiting not a chase.
I guess it seems as a luxury to cover your eyes, smear your tears…. This, as we say our goodbyes.
Her)
Goodbyes are painful..
But so is not knowing where you’re going..
No map, no direction, only your transgressions that you’re holding.
I wanted something beautiful, something that was purely bliss.
Truly all the moments we’ve shared, only relate to this.
I share your pain, and you, share mine.
And my darling, that is where I draw the line.
How can something bloom from soil that is only toxic?
I wish you well, because that is my only option..









Powerfully penned, PG & Q. This is an excellent collaboration with many layers my friend. Nicely done, both of you. Appreciate you.
Damian