Manicure the landscapes of my gaze – a far-off forest whispers
sweet nothings before a lover fades into memory – growing
weary; the taste turns bitter, like rising *****. Lingering sweetness;
the flavour of honey clings to my lips, a hive buzzing with our
fantasies woven in dreams – yet this imagination comes tethered
to a swarm of bees.

A television muse; she’s a show looping in my thoughts,
preying on my moments, I’m praying pretending to be
faithful, my hands are little more faithful than I was to you,
never keeping you in focus.

We must have believed we were creases, yearning to love
beyond the inevitable wrinkles – beautiful, flawed beings;
yet even a beast knows it must seek another to thrive.

How humans are so vile.

A concealed chaos danced in our gazes – our skins quivered,
muscles coiling tight, startled by the electric brush of our hands.
I drew the essence of my longing into your bare form, enveloped
in a veil of creamy sweetness and intoxicating fragrance;
a moment long awaited.

My lips, glistening with the fantasy of your space, a yearn to
explore those four walls that beckon me, to caress, to hold,
to savour the taste of you against my own skin. You are my
deepest desire, my ultimate love, the very pulse of my
existence; let us unite tonight to ignite a new beginning –
a new existence.

Landed on my own footsteps, I must I've been waking
in circles – with my gaze lowered. I crafted another poem,
weaving it with the chords of a guitar hidden beneath
my tongue, and shared a golden joke for the silver lining
of my soul.

My eyes, like polished bronze, seek a third reason to embrace
love, — fully aware of how swiftly I would chase after it, if
it dared to stay just out of reach. Oh, his path remains an
endless circle.

Emotions are like dew — I steal a moment to admire your skin,
illuminated by the golden sun; it resonates and harmonizes
with the brilliance of your love. I yearn to capture the
vibrant shades of your lips, each one a memory of our
unforgettable kisses.

Beneath this radiant light — so serene, a distant calm; I find
myself resolute in simply observing, unwilling to disrupt
the sight of your bare skin, glistening in the golden glow
of the words that shaped you so beautifully before you came
into being. Let us cherish these instances; like a dawn — these
eyes that met out of politeness, while I courted you with a
tapestry of words, lost in their quest for allure.

Yet, you will always enchant my finer sensibilities; those few
tangles in your hair, in the shadow of your presence, left
me quaking, struggling to choose which smile I wish to don.
Adrift in the fleeting moments between pauses, my
prelude thoughts grow envious of the sequels that
revolve around you.

Lips that feel so much colder when they part from yours —
so I implore you, draw nearer to ignite my warmth, as
it is a delight to simply gaze upon you.

What a pity for the burn of your love — a toothless fire;
we started so strong, but now we struggle to ignite,

I suspected as much — for a boneless smile; just
pretending to be so kind for all those squandering
moments by following their own misguided advice.

The hollowness of your eyes leaves a bitter aftertaste,
on my mind — such a hopeless fire. So helpless to stoke
the flame; yet, one that I can’t deny still resonates with
your name, so we title it simply, as us just being
friends.

Dreaming in colour; but I can't help thinking
in black and white — the anxieties that weigh heavily
on my plate, it's no wonder I occasionally savour
their bitter taste. Why should I rely solely on fate,
when it starts to feel a bit devoid of faith?

And some might argue I let them down, but
what if that low point was my decision to elevate
others — would you still have faith in me, or is
it simply your own fate that keeps me anchored
in this low place?

Pause for a heartbeat; envision the world through the
serene gaze of God — tell what would you see? A sea
of ordinary souls, humbly on their knees, even as the
world tries to drown them in a depth of sin.

How beautiful it would be to witness such a thing…
but you chose to drown in your sins, instead of
embracing all of His love that washes you clean.