Ceiling above my skull
beyond the clouds
above the space and time
as silk moire, wand of ivory,
shadows of memories
as God watches the cupboard,
angels preparing breakfast
for universal morning
cherubs poke and squitter
original English of young
glutton | cap of moire,
pecker ivory, gut strings
of a guitar whose wardrobe
projects a lovely tongue
of pears she prepares
her tap shoes for Malaguena
and all the night's fair!
:: 08.07.2022 ::
Like a shadow
you slipped into my life
just to talk to me
you waited in strife
more careful than others
you didnt knock down walls
but took one brick away at a time
you waited so sweetly
for me to talk
to tell you secrets
that id tell others not
and let me build up
something so strong
trust for you that truly belonged
you found my weakness
and kept it safe
makeing a smile
come to my face
making me laugh
when i wanted to cry
and holding me gently
when i wanted to die
sometime silently
you found a path
to my heart
like it was simple math
you unlocked chains
and slipped inside
never to ever make me cry
when i was hurt
i came to you
you asked me please
if you could hurt them too
make them wish
that i was okay
make them beg
for another day
into my ear
you whisper sometimes
telling me that secrets
as you hold me tight
Spanish words flow into my ear
as you pull me close
as you pull me near
i love you too
i whisper back
and know that these feelings
are a fact
more than a friend
not like a brother
more than a boy friend
more than a lover
All day long, your face echos in my mind.
Wishing that forever,we stood still in that time.
Standing in the hall in your genteel embrace.
Lip gloss kisses on the side of your face.
Spanish words send shivers down to my knees.
"Te amo" whispered in my ear like a breeze.
"Te amo dos" I say out of breath.
Though the only contact is your arms around my waist, and my hand on your neck.
Quivering knees give way to your speak.
As more Spanish words you begin to repeat.
"Don't go" I want to cry, as the time comes near, and you sigh.
Fluent words in my ear, some of them I barely hear.
"Te amo" we whisper again before you disappear.
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