Why so cold my love?

A heart of ice, a heart of stoneA heart that’s cold, and all aloneA heart that’s hard, and never meltsA heart that’s sealed, and never felt Like Medusa’s heart, it’s cold as stoneAnd like Eurynomos, it’s all aloneLike the heart of Hades, it’s hard and darkLike the heart of Erebos, it’s sealed and stark No

An end to unrequited love

I broke free today Lifted the heavy burden that power of lust bewitched The hex spell rises off from my broad brown shoulders Vanishing like the dusty dawn sunrise’s As airy thundering silence pulse through my veins The mind eased, no more wickedness or wild wishes Goodbye to fancy fantasy fetiches

One sentence, one moment, one big unravelling

My Saturday day was rather average. It comprised of a day trip to visit family and walking the valleys while being reenergised from the fresh air and idyllic Welsh scenery. During drive to the country side I was messaging my lover to pass the time. I thought things between us was heating up and getting

Ill Union

An ill union this confusion My wanderer is a flighty fusion Afraid to test their inner depths My lover leaves me consumed with regrets An ill union is my conclusion This wanderer is an unsightly illusion Was our time together a false fantasy To fuel ego and nourish ones vanity There can be no more