You ran to the door like you always did,
no idea what I’d walked out from.
Maybe you waited the nights I was gone —
still hopeful, still sure I’d come.

We played like nothing else mattered at all,
you stayed by the door when I’d leave.
You knew I’d return like I always had —
one of the things I silently grieve.

I don’t know if you’d still know my face,
or if time’s erased what we knew.
Would you still light up if I walked in,
or just stare like I’m someone new?

They took you like I never mattered,
like love could just be split in two.
I didn’t leave because I stopped loving —
if it wasn’t for them, I’d still be with you.

© Copyright 2025 - Limes Carma

I am caught, in your eye,
and I drown, in your tectonic wave.
You rattle, intimately,
for me, and shake...

You shift,
minutely,
soundlessly,

collapsing, into sprawling patterns,
into formulaic strains, of madness.
Then you madden, me, as you cascade,
into beautiful, and brilliant shades:

Your Rorschach mosaics,
in prismatic hues.
Each gemlike, facet, of YOU, that is you...

Burning out my gaze,
with your radiance,
as you irradiate...

I'd give anything...to label each color,
that infuses, your face...

Scattering trickles of light,
and roseate shapes...

as if your soul,
were a treasure trove,
of the most precious jewels.

Your vibrant emeralds...
your smoky citrines...
your sapphire blues...
your ruby reds,
and your royal amethysts, too

You twist, in my hands...
and, under the light,
I turn, and return, too,
if only to seek,
a fleeting glimpse...of you.

I'm glad that fate brought us together, even if it was very brief.
The time we shared the memories we made, hopefully wont turn to grief.

Do not be sad for me, for what could have been for without it we would forever wonder what if.

The looks you gave me, your head on my chest.
Sweet loves embrace.
My hand running through your hair, you were my rest.

Desperately trying to hold on to what little time is left.
The pain sometimes, I feel in my chest.

The laughs we shared, the tears we bared, I regret nothing. If I could go back in time,  the only thing I would change is that I would have found you sooner.

I barely got to know you
Just brushed against something true
Like love—raw, was it real?
I just want to know
Before you go

What would our mornings be like?
Kisses, coffee and sleepy smiles alike.
Would I have fit into that frame?
I wish you'd reach for my hand.
Before the day began

The bits of you that I stole
What wouldnt I give to have you whole.
Not just whispers and glimpses.
Do you relive that night we met?
Before you forget

Tell me how must it feel?
With you to share every meal?
To feed my stomach but fill my soul.
Just one more night can you stay?
Before you walk away

Your eyes held the dawn and dusk,
Your words ever sharp and brusque.
That crooked smile—half a dare.
Will I ever forget your face?
Before it’s lost to space

The taste of your lips
The ***** of your hips
A secret I never learned
A chance for the love that was never made?
Before we fade

Maybe it was all in my head?
Something unborn can still be dead.
But even dreams deserve a funeral.
Just please, please let me grieve
Before you leave

Let me cloak you,
like a curtain of rain-
where time is sacred,
and touch is reverence.

We can unravel here-
not in sunlight,
but in the dance of moonlight,
where no one sees
how wild we burn.

Yet, my vulnerabilities fly,
And my walls rise,
rise,
rise.

And these glimpses dissolve
into cryptic riddles,
manufactured by my own mind.

In dreams,
I drown my demons
in pools of fog.

And in this dream,
we live out loud-
lips on neck,
unbound by time
or furtive affection.

When we cloak each other,
we trade truth for reality.
The kind that needs no introspection,
just seen in the soul.

You urged me to leave, to fly,

to conquer this life.

But my wings feel heavy,

a descent into the raw, relentless pain

of a love that both shaped us and shattered us,

leaving wounds that time only deepens.



Music is stained by you,

you’re woven into every note,

recalling to me both what you gave

and what you took away.

Your pain bleeds through every lyric,

questioning me,

forcing me to question myself:

Is it my memory that chains you to the dark?

When will songs ever lose your echo?



I hope you found peace in my songs for you.

And they make your soul rest,

like it did in my arms.

My love falling around you

like a perfect harmony,

a warm melody that lingers,

but that failed to heal.

all you are - your body, your soul
it's handmade.
can allay all my pain deep inside that's tearing my throat.
frostbitten hands, chapped lips and the seam has come apart on the wound but,
you're a dragon woven of diamonds,
a lioness shrouded in a thousand soffits,
and only a look from you can heal all my disease.

it might seem like we're so far apart
but inside you are really adored in my heart.

the flame inside me is so blazing,
I'm a volcano that woke up a hundred years later from sleep.
but do not pull your hands, I know, if you touch - you will burn your fingers.

and I wanna keep you as inviolable as you've always been.