Think not of it, sweet one, so;---
Give it not a tear;
Sigh thou mayst, and bid it go
Any---anywhere.
Do not lool so sad, sweet one,---
Sad and fadingly;
Shed one drop then,---it is gone---
O 'twas born to die!
Still so pale? then, dearest, weep;
Weep, I'll count the tears,
And each one shall be a bliss
For thee in after years.
Brighter has it left thine eyes
Than a sunny rill;
And thy whispering melodies
Are tenderer still.
Yet---as all things mourn awhile
At fleeting blisses,
E'en let us too! but be our dirge
A dirge of kisses.
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 6:30 AM UTC
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 6:28 AM UTC
little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won't flinch and
i won't blame
you,
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
i won't blame you,
instead
i will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and i won't use it
yet.
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 6:24 AM UTC
Like the tortise came to
finish last you appeared
During a quandry where
I was already cornered
Looking up into the
hollowed and pale face of
failure, pereptual dissatisfaction
I felt you like the sun
wraps its arms around
a body dripping in frigid
lake water
after a jump into the
cool blue which seemed to
stop time
just so I could reach out to
grab your heart
before it could fall out
I have you now
I've tied you into me
Where the time stopped
our souls got to sit together
for eternity
they would dance into each other
in celebration of our union
they saw the meaning before we did
and we didn't need much time to
notice it too
In this moment
I feel no fear
For the first time
I looked down into
the water and
it's clear
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 4:32 AM UTC
There's a feeling that settles
into the comfortable silence
accompanied by a shared meal
that was too spicy to
finish
sort of like the feeling you get
with a sturdy cat buzzing
in your lap. The warm steam
gathering on the tip of your nose
from a shared hot drink
as you hear the oration of
an equally warm book
taunting us to
laugh
deep in our bellies
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:04 PM UTC
Vibrations turn into
eclectic sounds
A symphony that plays
feebly in the tangles of
my clouded mind
There are scarce moments
in which I can hear clarity
Am able to separate the
clutter of instruments and
settle into my peace
most of the time I
hear just an overwhelming
chaotic unnerving
wrenching rattle of noises
make it stop
My peace comes when
I see glimpses of humanity
Kindness that comes from
a precious resource
human selflessness
be kind to me
I can be your joy
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 8:08 PM UTC
Love is the cure,
for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain
until your eyes constantly exhale love
as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.”
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
There was once a time where
I felt so strongly
Within me was an eagerness
cradled by a fire that only
inexperience could kindle
I plunged blindly into
the depths of feeling
unaware that death lied ahead
but o the death did come
with it's menacing smoky
pain. Paralyzed me like a shock,
electricity unexpected and cold
Left me dumped in the stagnant
waters of struck-down lovers
who hadn't quite learned yet
Here I float
face down and
all the wiser
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 8:46 AM UTC
an unfamiliar place
filled with darkened
people with minds that
seem to understand so
differently than I or you
preoccupied with
how short her dress was or
if she danced too much or
if she had a sip of alcohol or
if she'll ever find a husband
what about him? I wonder
but anyways it can't be much better
in a society that propagates
male privilege in the form of
a different set of accepted
social standards
No matter how familiar
or unfamiliar the place
I am followed by this
****** UP
petty judgment which
shackles me with guilt
But when I look up
and see the natural beauty
which sees no standards
I scream out in gratitude
and the guilt evaporates
I am free
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 2:43 PM UTC
In a dark leech infested
swamp I found you yet again
haunting me behind the
cage that is my eyelashes
I find no peace within
my own darkness
The sacredness of my solitary
mind has been corrupted by
the demons which have
infested the remnants of
some flesh I once loved
In the swamp I am
choked
and
thrown
and
******
and
drowned
I feel it all but am paralyzed
by the curl of your lips
which seem to conceal a
glimmer of hope
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC