Shades of Grey

Can we be shades of grey
I want to live in your spectrum
Rejoice in the sunlight of your smile
And to wipe away your frown
When you're trapped in anger
Can I swim in your peace
And we can divide the melancholy bits
Can we live it all
Without having to choose
Can we be simple and complex
Can we be shades of grey?

Would you let me in
When you're feigning bravery
And let me shoulder some of your pain
You don't have to do this alone
Let yourself fall
And allow me to gather your fragile fragments
I'll piece you back together
With my love and strength as the glue.
And I'll be your banister as long as you need one
No matter how steep your life's stairs are
And don't be a fool
You need someone to hold on to
Just don't fight it
And hold on to me
I will see you through

Let us quarrel
Argue till we're spent.
Go ahead
Cut me with your words
Let it out
Let me be your release
It's OK
I'll get back up again

Grant me audience to your laughter
I will sync my smile with yours
I will fuel your amusement
And afford you further reason to chuckle.
And the sun may set
And rise beyond the morning
But we will be constant
In mirth
I guarantee it

Come
I have happiness to spare
Let us bask in the breadth of this joy
And let it envelop us
Till we don't know where I end and you begin.
We can fly
On this magic carpet of bliss
Such a things exists
And I will take you there

And when you're cold
And weak
And falling out of strength
Unlock the door
I will surround you with my care
And heal you back to stability.
There is no disease
That my love can't cure
And I will lay me down
So that you can stand back up

When you crave stillness
I will halt
When you desire solitude
I will disappear
I understand space and silence
And how it will replenish you
I will give you what you want
Even if I can't give it to you

If I feel you, I feel it all
It can't be just the merriment
Or the misery alone
And I don't want to choose
To only love you
Or not to love you at all.

Can we not be black and white?
Can we be shades of grey?

Unclench

Let us not clutch
To the yesterdays of our lives
Dispense with all the rubbish left over
After squeezing the positive dry.

Cold
Is akin
To the Present that has past
Distinguishing the potential
Of the next
As warm, in texture.

Choose
Not to swim
The pneumatic swirls of the gone too long
For, the phobia of cementing
Into the cold
Can freeze even the bravest lion heart.

What is now
And what you can make of the nows to come
Should be the only interference in the pond of your imagination
Delve into the past
Only for inspiration
Of its all encompassing teaching
And battle on
In the forest of the unknown
Lap the shores
Of what is to come..

Unclench
The fear.

Broken By A Broken Heart

Her cry was a shadow of a whisper
As she eagled out in a patch of sand
Across from the resplendent ocean
Cupped by its grains on the hearth
Trying to feel its sympathy
Embellished in the moonlight.

She hid her tears from the winds
Who continually attempted to discover them
And she restrained from crying out to the waves
For, despite their intrigued interest
There was no solace to be encountered.

She could only empty out
Within herself
And into the vacuum of silence
Rising in her heart
She crumbled
Wondering
If she would ever sprout forth
Out
Again.

She could not bear to think of him again
Yet could hear his voice everytime the winds shuffled by
Her heart began to foster an ache
Which slowly veined out to her entire being
Engulfing her
Holding her captive
Searing through
Crippling her.

She stared blankly to the ocean
The waves reflected his twinkling eyes
His infectious smile..
Memories of him came flashing by
Each more sweet than the last
But now they burned her
And she felt as though they torched her heart
With each tender frame.

She had to console her heart
And persuade it to detach
From each phrase of these memories
Each note
For now, he felt like a 'never'
From a possible 'maybe.'

It was like teaching her heart to beat
All over again
This time without automatically sending out her love to him
With each pump.
Reprogrammed
Just to beat
For existence
Into a life she never thought would result.

She could still feel remnants of his love
It now resembled varnish waiting to dry
A hazard to all it touched
Yet everything that touched it assimilated into it
Absorbed
Willingly or not.
She found herself puzzled
At how something that once made her swell with profound joy
Now almost destroyed her so.

She loved him
And he loved her
Then how did the pieces not fit?

She let the will to search for the answer escape her
Like surrendering to the depth of the well
Right now she must unclutch her hand from his
And swim to the safety and stability of the land.

She could only now cradle her heart
Nurture it
And attempt to mend its crippled exterior
How she could pursue to furnish it again was a question to be answered another day.

Today, she will just sprinkle herself out among the fine sands
And wait...