A cold and bony gaze
Pierces my confidence,
My peace. Shattering this
Belief that I “have time”, that
I might ignore the dictates
Of time. Slowly I gain the
Strength to return that stare.

Eventually the fear shall fade
And I’ll gaze into this despair
Inspired terror feeling 
Tranquility, knowing we all
Share that journey.

Views upon belovedness

Strange word, love. 
Which means so very much,
Blend of similar emotions.
 
Often born out of lust,
That short term burst,
Energy, focus, easy flow,
From delight to boredom. 

At times I wonder the themes 
Of those transitions from lust
To love. Where the dream passes
From self gratification to delight 
In that other, the beloved’s joy
More glorious than sunlight. 
Life giving, freeing, beyond 
Emptiness. Perfection.