That thing

She's doing it again,
that thing you hate.
Shunned and scolded
in an attempt to abate

all the trappings of
that thing that matters.
She's crushing you
with all her clatter.

You pushed her down
left for dead.
Her and her thing,
for you, they bled.

She's flying up
from the dark hole
bringing that thing
thought dead in a soul.

You fight with her
with all your will
and that thing that
makes your skin chill.

She's doing it again
that pesky little thing.
Her and her
god damned wings.

© Evelyn Elizabeth 2015

Softly Wading

As the moon disappears,
shores and waves breathing,
I can only hear the song...
of our two hearts beating
with the urgency of
of my soul's pleading.

Come, kiss me each night
with the waves breaking
against the sunset sky...
My lips patiently aching
for the tide of your waters.
In you, I am softly wading.

And with daybreak upon us
my soul's promise appears
with the ocean's endless roll...
Your waves crashing out all fear.
On the shore, you stole my heart
my Love, I'll be waiting for you here.

© Evelyn Elizabeth 2015

Throw love out

There are days I just need to throw love out

Not in the trash
Not out the window
But to the universe

To the people...

Unicorns,
Mermaids,
Little elfin fairies

Make believe dreams...
Quite the contrary

Little sparks
Flickers to a flame
Fireflies igniting a blaze

My dreams...
I believe in them
without any doubt...

There are days I just need to throw love out.

© Evelyn Elizabeth 2015