charles bridge

i sat on the bridge
watching lovers pass me by
no one saw me there

your name

your name
uttered quietly
in moments of pain
moves me
so swiftly
through difficult days

up before dawn

7:20 am and still dark
everywhere but my eyes
and that glimmer is only hope
that i’ll find you soon
before there is no light left
by which to see

final taste

you are the first word
on my lips this morning

you were the final taste
on my tongue last night

reality

when reality
clashes with our fairytale
all the colors fade

which soul are you

it seems many more
souls feel heartache than true love
so, which soul are you?