Habeñera

Eros and Chaos

have more in common 

than at first 

we understand

 You were erotic 

in a chaotic rush

left you holding my hand

gave you my good

my light

you joined me in a perfect match

tied

love

bound

found but now good bye

sad bye sweet bye

together and controlled

which one of us from this old nest will fly?

and which will be left cold to freeze?

It seems the free bird always finds the breeze

Two Pieces

Two pieces of a broken heart

One light, one dark

One I will keep as mine

One I hope I'll leave behind

And try with wire, fire, and tape

To form this half to a full heart shape

Feed it with new love so it grows

And hope my new love never knows

so much was lost

but so it goes.