Ashes and Metal

I’m empty

Perhaps the feelings I had for you were friendship

Perhaps they’re gone

Expressed as much as they could be

Like the story of Aries

It’s possible they’ve burned up and died out…ashes fallen into molten metal

                                    Taken you and me with it

Solidified in sharpness

By the Wind

                                   

Two things are clear

We both likely share Aries in Mars – we respond with action

We are triggers for each other – a loaded gun pointed at the heart; the ego

                                                     An accidental shot…and silence

Maybe we’re tired of the game

You and I

It isn’t about Power

For me, that is

I thought it was about Love

At first

It seems deeper than that

And how it’s become so twisted...I can’t fathom

This separation from Eros

Has complicated things even further;

Is it possible, ever, that I could share so intimately

Love so freely

Trust so completely

Anyone

Anymore

                        I have my doubts

Some times

Twisted metal

Is beautiful

Ashes and all

I remain,

Lesley

Hallelujah Heartist