Your Love

Your love multiple stairs
one layer a labouring climb
to many metaphors
each with its own incompleteness
I must incise to get to your inner core
when darkened
I can only feel what you cannot
wind ruffling leaves
sea breeze touching your skin
salt of tears and despair
longing full of miseries
like wretched blank stares
my heart cannot bear to ponder
stairs stack high
full of places and emotion
like waves in contempt
crash onto my shore
as you break into snore the night
your back was turned to mine
Oh, how I kept wanting
your kindness to return
my arms are empty without you
but without knowing
what to do
I longed blindly for the day
I could reach the peak of your heart,
while you shoulder me
through our growing indifference
but again you're a man
even all the stairs I have climbed
to get where you are
it would not be enough to secure
your love for me
you are a palace full of prisoners
and you are their guards, their barbed wires
their shards of glasses pointing from concrete wall
You're a man I can't understand what you want
I can't decipher your codes
Your metaphors doors to sharp knives
bleeding my palms that love the Psalm
of your ancient ruin
swallowed by a jungle of
your heartless desire.