My Woman

He carried a corpse on his shoulder 
A straw man made of stone
And walked the nowhere path
A footstep in a crowd; alone
He had feathers on his broken back
Which wept on silent nights
And he wished for a shooting star
Having never had one in sight
The man was armed with silence 
And buried tears in each eye
Had no heart of which to speak of 
And dared not ask why
So he searched his own shadow 
That wet the mosaic floor 
And wondered if his life
Even mattered anymore
For he was a mortal man
Who died in his own dreams
And come night only his pillow
Answered back his screams
He thought of leaving it all
And be dust and be free
He thought of casting his anchor
In the middle of the barren sea
For him the changing world
Was a wave that ever repeats
And he questioned unto the chaos
Why do I rhyme when nothing fits?

Her face was a prison of prisms 
Her eyes twin melodies of mind
Her skin shone like vanishing velvet 
Her kiss was one of a kind
But she was no fabled princess 
Wandering lost at his open door
Nor was she a cast away goddess 
He had once prayed to before
She was a woman in making
And held her heart in her own hand
She knew the world as her oyster 
And she a pearl in the prophetic sand
She saw the world with its visage brimming
With light bulbs and bright lies 
So she searched for the one who stood 
With bruises like midnight skies 
He was a naked man
Unclothed; without a name
Who counted a single star
Thinking that all were same
To her he was a child unfed
Left to roam as a newborn in wild
Once without a home
Through fate utterly exiled 

He saw her hand in the ocean
And the world closed around his eyes
As he drowned in the water that whispered 
Breathe now or the dream dies
He felt her fingers upon his shoulder
And he answered back in kind
Till their lips sealed shut a secret 
Which no soul could ever find
And they danced in the depths like dolphins 
Two kindred hearts as one
Who wished so much for the stars
That they grew their own sun
So that when the leaves now rustle
And the colours do not make sense
They can watch the silence get slower
And the rainbow go back in rain