A hatchet in my heart!

Long those days were when the sun would march upon us steep with envy and resolve.
I remember grueling cessions of capital punishments left for another day.
The patience wanting and yet waiting

You coded your way into my heart
Your sensitive ear allowed your heavy brain to breath only in obscurity
The day was too busy for you
I fell in love

Remember when everything seemed impossible
When truck loads of infamy trounced upon us
…and your resolve got us through
what delight it was

Then one day everything breathes inopportune darkness
It becomes impossible to lead or to follow and only to bleed
Only to bleed this hatchet in my heart
I loved you man.

RC