I’ve tasted the sweetest of lips—
plump, embedded in rare nectars.
The scent of your skin lingers on me:
a velvety, flawless cashmere of senses,
an aroma envious of exquisite flowers' perfumes.
I’ve tasted the sweetest of lips...
and the scar that was left in my soul.
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NEVERNESS
The hazel trees
In Autumn bliss
Like snow, the leaves
We push and kick
The turquoise seas
Enfolds a mist
So none could see
The way, our kiss
The sky would lie
All witnesses
Take our side
Who point at us
The Sun would shine
Cast them blind
Just you and I
In Neverness
When I wake
Another day
I'll find myself
Back in your way
Your clothes
Your purse
Your makeup first
Your coat
Your keys
Late for work
Don't wait up
You'll call, unless
I'll lie
I'll wait
As you undress
In shadows shy
A silhouette
You'll lie beside
In Neverness
I want to write about love
I want to write about how deep these roots have planted themselves in my chest,
How the leaves have stained my favorite sweater
I want to write about the summer again
How the wind brushed gently against my body
Or how I'd go out at night and tell the moon everything about you
I'd tell her how pretty you were
And how much I enjoyed your company.
I haven't talked to her in a while
She turns her back to me when go out at night.
I wish this clock would stop ticking.
And this stupid book.
I wish the letters would rearrange themselves into a story that was about us
And the ending I always wish we had
I still think you have the prettiest eyes by the way
But I wish I could take back everything I said.
TOUT EST VRAI
(Everything Is True)
Headlights sweep
Across your face
The highway
Close
The motel's gate
So tired from the drtive
I lie
But sleep
Has passed me by
In haste
Inside a globe
This endless snow
Trapped inside
With me, I know
The ceiling climbs
The walls give way
You lay like snow
The lights retreat
If you could go
Would you leave
Be safe inside
From night's long reach
Yesterday
"Tout est vrai"
I shook the globe
Where snow just lay
Wth no escape
Unless it breaks
As winter rises in the east
confess to me , O cupid prince , lost cause ~
bowing before eve's bare butterflies,
as tonight i confront your kiss,
heartbeat of harvested heat,
pulsing moon magnifique ~
where we wake within
the wrinkled wish of
burgundy
blushed bliss ~
drenched
with
drizzling
damask dreams
of sea-swept hours;
let the lace of want
weep wilderness in the
rise of lonely nadir where,
I beseech the sun to undress
the stars and twirl with satanic sighs…
if I am your refrain, let my name burn
dear, aphrodisiac tears of sunset ~
see how I break, 'neath neon nimbus,
hold me close in sultry sirens ,
tempt me… tame these twilight tints
tantalise me… once more
until the honest
halcyon of life
weeps wayward
with the
hush
of
unhealed
hoax , amidst
hurt homesickness…
tortured by the taste
of your touch, locked in love ~
I ache with parched lips of pink…
the soul of barbie stardust ~
as this petal, a l o n e , mourns those musks
drenched in
au revoir rain of last rose dusks…
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(Blackout of Tell me my simple and tranquil sweetheart by Emile Verhaeren)
THE TAO OF TWO
The attic steps
Once I climbed
The door ajar
Alone inside
I watched you stare
Though no one there
You reached for one
But none beside
What secrets kept
Beneath your breast
What is so dark
You won't confess
What storm still stirs
Inside that chest
Who holds the key
With such contempt
Your love for one
Though hard I try
Seems I am lost
And don't know why
For what is said
And what is meant
The Tao of two
You, and I
WHAT IF
Memory stirs
One faceless
Unnamed
Be better served
Be blind to such pain
But I choose to exist
In the realm of, what If
Of wanting and wish
To find you again
PIROUETTE
Dark, the clouds
Move the sky
High above, the rain
Begins it's fall
Unties the towel
Loose, around your waist
The first drops dance
Across your back
You wrap, and run away
You turn to pirouette
So proud
Bow, the clapping waves
A long ago memory of a girl i knew. A ballerina.
When it would rain we would travel to the beach.
Alone, because of the weather ... She loved to dance in the sand.
My heart's at half-mast for dear Molly McGee
Who was drawn and quartered and buried at sea
They thought her a temptress, known only to me
Convicted of mischief and skulduggery
So, I dropped to my knees and prayed to the Lord
Tho, devout as I was, my prayers were ignored
I bowed to the Captain, I begged and implored
But watched my dear Molly, get dumped overboard
Then I shouted her name and jumped in the sea
And followed the body of Molly McGee
Two lovers united, where hearts can be free
Our souls are now mingled, my Molly and me
THAT WHICH SHOULD NOT BE
A long forgotten kiss
Lies bitter on my tongue
Like salt and copper pitch
Blood, and secrets none
A wind worn sail
Hangs loose across my arms
A lash, the Devil's tail
Breaks the morning calm
Dreams of touching you
Breathes fire to my wounds
Ridicule and ruin
Burn, like falling stars
That which should not be
A shell, the desert Sun
Driftwood in the sand
Water, there is none
We swam in the teeming torrent of tinged twilight
across the crimson crescendo of stardust salsa
to the broken edge of the nocturnal niche,
melting in the sunburst dulcet dawn, entwining us.
We floated on the ripples of the jasmine breeze
in the wake of satin shadow of catamaran clouds,
and soared high on the cobalt canopy of belonging,
swathed by the tonal tapestry of our lavender love.
In the drizzle of departing twilight you walked away
from my withered garden once an emerald emblem.
Your stride squashed the flower of my longing,
its pining petals lay in my demolished heart’s debris.
I now saunter sullen to the silent sea-shore of sorrow,
my emotions swirl like the crests of broken waves
in the tide of remote time when you were mine.
I fail to discern where the stream I cry flows to lie.
You’ll never know how much I miss you.
While the splinters of my heart weep secretly
furtive tears roll in search of you in ecstasy ruins.
l hide here so nobody sees me cry.
I loved you
But God, I had to leave
It wasn't you but it wasn't me
We just didn't work and I had to leave
But I need you to know
It hurt me too
After you left
It was never the same
No one seemed to understand
That You Weren't Coming Back
I tried calling you
On the first day
You said
Nothing
You didn't pick up
I tried again
Still
Nothing
I began to realize that
You wouldn't
Ever
Answer
But I
Didn't
Give
Up
On your birthday,
I called
Waited
Cried for the rest of the day
On Christmas Eve,
I called
Waited
You don't have anyone else to be with
On Valentines Day,
I called
Waited
Sent you a box of chocolates
Three days later,
It came back
With your handwriting,
Return to Sender
I
Cry
and
Cry
Why
Did
You
Leave?
WHAT SHADOWS TOLD
Beneath the glow
While candles burned
Our shadows told
What secrets shared
Fast your breath
Untied your dress
I miss you most
My thoughts are there
You never told
You could not bare
You counted stars
Till sleep drew near
Among those folds
Of linen cold
In that room's dark
You disappeared
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