Lighthouses

End of the road

I bought my lover two lighthouses.

One is white and blue,

Like the sea

howling rage, shouting joy.

The other is white and red,

Like the fury,

shaking bodies, beating veins.

My lover and I own two lighthouses,

They are sparkling and delightful

… still they shine no light.

Warrant

I don’t deserve anything else,

The void you’ve left

To be filled with tears

and anguish.

I don’t deserve anything else,

But your silence,

Your doubts, your fears.

It’s desert you’ve left behind

Dry burning sand.