Our tears are resurrected everyday
                      like feathers that turn to ash
they are then they are not.
             Reborn for that time when feathers of emotion fall.

fallen leaves
float down from trees
and land on your hand

as I watch
I fall for you
will you help me stand?

Take this confusion by the mind
a self-inflicted lack
nurtured knowledge compromised
for enduring physical necessity
slowed enough to understand
ignorance rules my life
in need of patient teaching
to break through false learning
and quench a thirst to know.

Take this hollow by the heart
peace and joy inspired beats
for me, for you
turning cold like stone
a will dying
halting thumping efforts
bleeding tears of shame
for apathy clotted caring  
and a life meant for giving.

Take this yearning by the womb
deluge anointing like summer rain
warm and cleansing
fiercely fueled passion
kept alive by imagination
held sacred since
sweetness dreamed of tingling kisses
grown to heaving breaths
exploring flesh and fantasy.

Take this conflict by the hand
hold tight as faith spirals into fear
past influenced disbelief,
determined
like my need for certainty
yet far stronger than I
guide me through doors
kept cautiously closed
peaked in by curiosities
slammed shut by pain.

Inches away... But in different worlds
I quietly await for the dream you promised me,
Instead I see you buried in years of solitude,

Quiet,
Unwilling to rise with me,
Because there may be something in the ground waiting for you,
Something that seems to be less fast paced and quite more traditional,

Since
I am so unconventional,
So queer,
So foreign to you.
So I tear my wings in hope that I can wait for you
As my flesh burns in desire.

I want to awaken you...yet not even the sun accomplishes such task.

And I am afraid that in your deep sleep one day my heart will be unwilling to compromise,
That impatient heart of mine that likes to walk away and destroy long term possibilities.
That needy heart of mine that yearns for the feeling of your breath over my skin,
Your soul over my soul,
Your flesh over my tongue.

So if and when he leaves
Don't ask where he has gone,
He's never told me.

(But he's there)
Impatiently waiting at the terminal of "maybes"
Measuring the time with the rise of the sun
And when he sleeps he dreams of your hands surrounding him,
Touching him,
Making him feel
Like you and him
belong.

Aint no reason to write again,
Not with this much pain,
I wish there was more time to stay,
But the inspiration is gone away,

I search for the words the wind did bring,
And the songs which i once heard the birds sing,
I looked for the letters which were carved in trees,
They all seem to be nothing but a tease,

I am grateful for the memories of the past,
And our yesterday that seems to fade fast,
The ink i spilled on every paper,
And heart poured out in every single letter

So when you do not hear from me,
This is what has become of me,
I have lost my joy and strength,
And my peaceful heart is now rent.

The world is scary,
You hold my hand !

People change, quarrel happened
You hold my hand !

Distance arises between us,
People is the reason behind,
You hold my hand lighter than before !

I used to explain you, covince you,
You couldn't understand,
You believe the world,
You believe the hypocritic people around you,
Who were nothing when we met,
Your grip to hold gets even lighter!

I failed to convince you,
Influence of people were more on you,
No conversation exchanged,
I waited for you,
But you didn't come,
You left my hand !
You left my hand !
You left my hand !