from where we came

The burning embers of our love blow through the wind to burn our skin.

From where we came only dragons know, yet it was a place of passionate fire.

We had it all until you tore a hole through my heart and I smashed our love to shards.

Now, we stand in the silent darkness waiting for the earthquake to crush what is left of our love and return it all to the dirt.

My chest aches and yours is broken;
still, I wish we hadn’t fucked it all into pieces.

Two Humans

Your chest hurts after the two of you fight, then you feel wretched at the hurt he anchors to the shore again.

You want to be understood, but the words and your overthinking mind both get in the way to betray who you really are.

Your hurting so strongly that your chest aches and your blood boils, as you feel the weight of it all.

His anchor won’t remain in the sea for very long, so don’t throw yourself into the deep waters of emotion;
there’s no need to lose yourself.

It’s only another fight.

You are both humans.

Soon you’ll both return
to your journey on
the sea of your lives.

Australien Sun

Sometimes, when she sits on the step, she thinks about places. Places connect us to memories, as does music and scent.

She thinks of the cool water of Nelson Bay and the pretty lighthouse on the hill. This connects her to her sister.

She thinks of the grey days with coffee on every corner, a European feel, and a charm only Melbourne emits. This connects her to her home.

She thinks of young days with a hammer for macadamia nuts and corkscrews for coconut eyes in Mareeba. This connects her to her origins.

All of these memories play behind her eyes, as she looks to the red dirt full of cracks under the Australien sun.

The photo is of the place we hammered macadamia nuts as kids.