The days turned into months
as the hues of the sun started to erode
to an aspect of the wait, the brightened rest
of the wonders gowned in eventful traits

Every flower began to awake and bloom
as every pollen justified its radiant touch
a quest of germination, a forever growth
whilst the world sunk as  I dived in lost caves

Every lullaby quietens and the mind paused
and every isolation repose is an inward paradise
where time roars to another beautiful day
inside dreams where wind hovers above

Every burn becomes a yearn of a new breath
a skin to skin of utter exploitative promises
and each night becomes blurry in a retrieve
of the me and the you, the us, the one

Love become a misery
a feel of a melancholic touch
deeply pierced, sharply drilled
as these emotions flow

This gut feeling is like a wall
an intuition that is misunderstood
a distance on boundaries merged
as these dissolution slow

A sketch of unknown principles
as it tickles to the streams unknown
where time become a safety latch
as these resolutions grow

Love become an easy stroll
a reform that converts the heart
a succinct simple pledge
as the contemplation glow

In the nocturnal beyond all doubts
I misread all the words and nuances
as if all felt was not reciprocated
set in the wood where jackals rule

Now supine, watching the ceiling
as it's shadows cave within my soul
each of its corner pasted and tangled
whilst the plaster crumbles in rumbles

Yet there is a minute part in the sequence
an intuitive recall that raptures my all
in hues and flavours of carnal want
such an  imperative notion that burns

Is it possible that I could feel your presence?
after transitional transversed  mishaps
unfortunate twinklets of wasted stars
watered to wither in the dying greenery

Is it possible you are a hand width away?
just the other day on the promenade
watching the sails of the ships change course
tacking to that bountiful paradise of ours

Is it possible that we are counting mere days?
the indescribable pulsating of mere aliveness
running as the night draws into darkness
where whispers are above our withins

Let life be the stream it want to be
flowing in zero miles a hour
taking a spontaneous ride
to where the soul prefers to rest

Let life fly where it want to soar
upbraided, defenselessly free
up in the dense clouded skies
with no reform, unrolled, cleansed

Let life be the summit of itself
filled with love and laughter
at the expense of unspent darkness
unfrozen in the heap of a rumble

If the water will run into the depths
I still would find you in the stillness
immersed with desire and passion
lighting a candle brighter for me

Once I had a glance of your veil
but I hesitated , the willful doubts
the times when our crowns runs out
yet I was born in a mold that hides

If the oceans will continue to rage
in fervent storm of the unsaid nuances
we will never drown nor collapse
as our souls will reflect each other

Forever you reflect my wholeness
raising my vibration sequence
calibrating the reflections of our mirror
sailing on and on till such a time

Dear stranger,
When I saw you today my face lighted. Everything within my reach evaporated as your light shattered my space. Your soul was alive and it sung rhythmic melodies, bloomed roses, the undeniable and yet reachable bond. If crazy was the word, your world was bold. Yet we have met many couple times. Danced into the invisible dark as our bodies traced in the  space that tickles as the clocks move. If I had the words, I would say are adorable with a soul that is palpable . If your heart would listen to mine they would synchronize, on every beat and every word. Your eyes are built of a heavenly notion. Here I am lost in time, found in space, blank in the most absolute absent present mode. Old songs are a familiar rhythm and even more, old souls are a mirror.

Yet yesterday the distance felt so far. It was a prolonged bridge of nonsensical recalls. A desire of the unreachable, a want that was insatiable and censored. If you knew that of late you pulsate my being, because when I see you my lungs ceases to collapse. All the word you said enclose me in your cave. I want you to see me as no one has seen me before. Reach to my hand and hide it in your pocket. Enliven these weighted moments encased in your anthem. We are lonely beings, wanting warmth, longing for a love, dying for each other touch. My lovely, when I look into the radiant stars I know it will shine. The day will become bright and the night will swallow the kaleidoscope luminescence.

Till the next.
J