“Who comes home,
At one A.M. on a Friday night?
Aren’t you older than that?”
Who even thinks,
Of ghost lips on a ghost body?
On a ghost beach in a ghost city.
The lines on my palm flow like currents,
They break apart like the tide.
So is this the separation point?
Is this where my life splits off?
Is this my great choice?
Oh but sunshine,
I just want your vanilla kisses.
There is no choice,
Just an angel’s embrace.
And if only you were here,
To make it all alright.
I just want your hands pressed against my chest.
If I shut my eyes,
I am in a tunnel,
My head pressed against the window,
The lights dancing through my eyelids.
If I shut my eyes,
I am transitory.
If I shut my eyes.
I am not here.
But the current has been broken,
And I am forever left on this end of the tide.
Stranded in the cold of winter.
i have seen the place.
the place all the poets have written verses and verses about,
the place all the saints have preached.
i have seen the eternal happiness and peace.
i have seen the sky bluer than ever,
and clouds softer than the finest of silk.
i have seen the sun shine brighter than it ever has,
flowers blooming in the dark
and beauty reigning over the most grim of places.
i have felt the wind blow ever so gently,
ever so softly,
as if to say,
i am safe here.
this must be it.
this must be what you would call,
an utopian world.
this must be the place which you would call,
i have seen this place.
i have seen my home.
and yet all i was doing
i wrote this for you on valentines day. i hope you liked it.
Compromising a triad sleigh
Of symbiotic wings away
From the damned skies
And along dead and singing flies
Who illuminate all the true lies
Unicorns have spread
Through the world
From down low to the high north
And in between the time
Of then and now and the sublime
Moment I have met rhapsodies
Composed to express all themes
Human kind has and will ever
Feel before they go into the ether
Crystal-like stream which flows on the river
And awakes the living dead with a warm shiver
On their curved and still intact spline
While swimming along a levitating swine
Whose thoughts of dwindling
Of this little but not tiny thing
Which lays at your feet
And calls itself an elite
Emblem of human kind
And flies along the blind
And deaf and amputee
Fear you have of me.
What may this fear be?
Wild imagination should let you flee;
It should let you free
Into the tee wee
Wold around to see
All things created by you
And based around the few
Concepts which for them will never be true.
Let them live long
And remain gray -
Don't be wary
About the song
Of everything going astray
And forget about your worry.
I wish that you were like one of NASA'S
Prime, starry, space-bound satellites
So that when these tears fall,
You would locate the source
& Curse a thousand words coded in binary
To spill out, sugarless, filling an organized void.
And before you ask, no, this void is not my brain
Because despite claiming I don't know what to say,
I am not speechless, but rather,
A hundred words combining a second chance
That I am afraid I will pick an unforgivable combination.
Our hearts are not lock and key,
No, they are skies full of passing clouds
That never seem to be able to stop touching,
Whenever they find each other's company.
I fear you will take these eyes
And shatter them like glass orbs
When they bend light
Just so that you can say that I never saw it in us, too.
Never saw the countless times
You've lost your footing
And landed in my arms because
Touching each other felt like the
Warmest thing to wake up to.
You've no longer a stray whisker,
No eyelash on your cheek.
The stars aren't even out tonight,
And this is all adding up.
There is no more of a chance
To make a wish upon us.
And tarot card after tarot card,
Each petal off of a daisy
Will never educate me again
On whether you love me or not.
I fear there's another world out there
One you've already seen;
A city you've fallen in love with,
And I can't even hitch a ride to see you
In a town I still adore.
I've known from the start:
There's something about you.
But I can't tell if it would hurt any less
Than to give it up
And say 'we gave it a go'.
I want to know that you can see me, still,
With the same eyes
You would fall into a trance through.
And I'll keep writing letters to you
On my bones
Just to know that you can finally see:
You're in my core.
Rivers are flowing within.
Swollen tip has been toughly aching, Numbness seems to be dominating
Yet continuously finding the headwaters of river,
Running through, flowing permeably.
Grasping as it wonders when it will be truly found,
Crying out heart’s true deepest desires. Trudging up a steep trail,
Freudian slips as tongue’s weeping,
On other hand, thrusting the tip of one’s iceberg.
Apparently consumed over its power
But giving such soothing impalpable warmth of a lover.
Lying on seabed of embers,
Head over heels, asking:
Am I wandering in a milky dream again
Or is it just the caffeine that rushes through me at the moment?
She's a hidden beauty.
of a wave
before it crashes,
into it's desires.
Not many see or appreciate it,
But those who
Dare to brave
Are left with Fascination
And Dreamy eyes.
You are a dream
I've been waiting all my life
Sweetness and gentleness
I really can't deny
Thoughts you have, music to my ears
And oh! How your words caresses
Insides of my being
I don't prefer waking up
Yearning every moment to last
Tediousness of life awaits
Outside this amazing slumber
But it shall be fine
After all you are just a dream
I've been waiting all my life