You Don't Know You're a Dream...

--> Summer rain gathers in the clouds, the air fractures under their full weight causing heavy buckets of water to fall lovingly to an Earth it had embraced last winter. I close my eyes to better hear the sky's tears, the beating of their hearts against the window, like tiny voices asking to come in. In the darkness behind my eyes I see her again, trying to change the past. I think her name is Jane, but I don’t know her from my life. She wanders around the courtyard that’s buried between the buildings where my apartment rests. Her long hair floats around her like snow in the breeze, never falling on her shoulders. I like it when she visits me but I think she might be stealing my mail. Perhaps she is waiting on a love letter that was never delivered. I want to hear what her voice sounds like but she never talks. I don’t think she knows she’s a dream.... -->

Another exert from We Once Were Strangers, my unfinished book :(   

Love Letter...

That day at the park, I should have said I love you. A maple leaf fell into your hair and only a moment passed then it was over. Two lovers kissed in the distance, I didn’t know their names. I thought later, it’s never too late to tell someone you love them.

All that separates us now is the thin layer of another world. But I’m still all yours.

The Taste of Night...

A whisper of darkness hid amongst the trees, the moon shining a light on your secret. Softly as the dew on the grass caught the stars reflections in its eyes, you asked me to stay. Somewhere in that moment the power differentials changed and I was left standing with your heart in my hands, blood stained the sleeve of my jumper.

Perfect is Close By...

How could you expect me to leave without saying goodbye? 
I suppose we falter when fate draws near, because we see it as an end instead of a beginning, fixed rather than endless. 
I open my window to better hear the rain, to smell the scent of its life pooling in the hearts of the flowers that grow towards the frame, trying to peek in. The stars watch me undress through open blinds, their eyes twinkling as they open and shut. So peaceful far away, an unbearable roar up close. 
It's my turn now, to watch as we fade, falling backwards through my thoughts with the frequency of breath.

If We Knew Each Others Secrets...

My favourite place in the world is under the Autumnal tree tunnel in Oxfordshire where I grew. 
Perhaps I was born twice, in different places, to other people, with different names. One of me still lives there under the trees, a blanket of leaves my bed, the feeling of your words around me. 
When we fell we were separated like night and day, only a few moments to brush against each other as darkness steals the dusk. 

My breath rests in front of me, I can hold it in my hands, the crisp morning air framing my words, trying to pick up all of the pieces of me that are lost. 

Last nights darkness was so bright it hurt my eyes. In my dreams you asked me to take your hand. I led you to the treetops, their roots holding onto the hill. 
The morning came briefly, then lost its fight with the night. There wasn't enough sky to hold all the stars, they dripped into our hair. Then our time together was over just as it began. In a fleeting moment of breathless words, Autumn finished, the snow fell without sound, my heart scattered in pieces on the ground.

Expectations...

Perhaps we are just reflections of our past, our present the mirror, or a still pond. As mountains stand almost fake in the distance, we wait like statues hoping someone will choose us. 
My ears fill with water muffling all sounds, amplifying my heart. My hand placed under my left breast as if that was its home. I feel the beats, close my eyes and imagine the tiny circles of blood rushing around my small body. I wonder what my heart looks like on the inside and think of you.

Love at Second Sight...

He said, "If you don't know my name I could be anyone."
When the Earth was resting he knocked on my door, dripping with rain like the ocean had kissed him all over. I waited for my mind to tell me what to do but it couldn't catch up with my heart. The night brushed against my ankles as he slipped inside. 
He touched my waist and kissed my lips. 
Nothing is more beautiful than meeting and falling for someone in the same breath.