I must confess, I've fallen in love before
When the leaves settled
Upon the feet of autumn trees
That let the drizzle pool in their palms

I've been in awe of beauty before
That was during a sudden summer
As the heat baked the sheets of linen and satin
That hung neatly on my balcony, letting out the petrichor

I have been kissed, not by her
But by the cold rain that touched my lips
As I looked up at the blue grey skies
Longing for comfort

Although when she'll love me
I'll never know
I know this misery
Will come and go

And so I welcomed the winter
Held its cold, dead hands
Caressed it with tender touch
Accepting that good times aren't meant to last

So, I've fallen again
But this time I think it is for real
And she makes me happy in so many ways
That makes it worth the pain and grief

The play of the seasons
That come and go
Like life's small victories and love's blindness
Remind me, this too shall pass

At the quiet hours of a starless night
In a hushed town
I wait for you in a cafe in a crowded street
Wanting to tell you

You are the warmth of summer
In the vast lands covered in snow and hail
That melts the glaciers
Turning them into rivers that run free

I was yours
But sometimes you were mine
Beautiful and innocent as this may be
I bury the passion inside

The last time when we met
For a brief moment, I felt a shiver run through me
The heat pulsate from within
A hunger for your sensuous lips

I wish I would have said something
But I'm afraid my heart wouldn't let me
Yet, you are calm and tempered
Gasping as you read this, nudging me to write

I remember what you wore that day
The burning sensation inside
Doesn't fade into the endless ether of memories
I need you now, more than ever

Let me hold you till you are left breathless
Gushing into you and gnashing your *******
Away from the world around
Covering your lithe figure with my scent

Unable to get you off my mind
Under the pale moonlight
I write for you on this starless night
As my poems slowly become void of life

Yet, you still love them
And so I channelize the fire
Letting my poems speak for me
Revealing my darkest desires to you

The seconds hand snaps and clicks
In the art studio
Dawn comes upon the cold horizon
With a solitary lamp shining at five in the morning

Shaking off the darkness and all the gloom of yesterday
Under the blushing sun, the green of grass
As the traces of the past fade into oblivion
The nocturnal birds wince at the sunrise

With splotches of paint upon a cream canvas
Crafting silent trees laced with rusted leaves, gently
A northern wind bends the fluttering flowers
A flurry of raindrops smudged with my brush

When the morning is in full bloom
Bringing with it sunlight and courage
The dew drops glimmer on the spears of grass
As the warm wind wakes the morning doves

All of nature alive, almost in prayer
The music flows through the air
Even when I cannot face another day
A beautiful sunrise always takes my breath away

Dreams fade as soon I am awake
As I sit over by the window
I feel the sun wade through my soul
When the flowers rush to greet me

With dewdrops on their petals
That fall gently on the ground
As they settle and are absorbed
By the cheeks of mother Earth

Your fingers nestled in mine
As you look in my eyes
You were with me that night
And so the stars shone brighter

The moon still waits for you
And all I hear is it calling out your name
This heart engulfed by its own flames
Still remembers your laughter

My love for you grows
So does my desire for you
If you loved me too
My dreams would come true

While this city breathes and sleeps
I carve out myself a little space
In your heart
When I dream of you

With passion and
Broken will
I yearn for you still
You’ll never know how much more I will

Your kisses
That beauty
A serene smile
Your skin against mine

"It's not that I'm missing her
Her words and soft voice comforted me
Blanketing the emanating hurt"
I tell myself

"We ended as friends but I couldn't ignore
What my heart felt
Nor what said the stirred soul"
I tell myself

Although we ended as friends
My body and soul aches still
When the heart longs to be fooled
I'm at a loss for words

Dare the day
to raise the light
To dedicate
itself to the Sun's respite

To crush
the shadows
kidnapped
by night

To free the wounds
of fright or plìght

The sunny ray's raucous
crackling whips
Soon the darkness
will be flipped

To hear
the moans of
grinding time
The wheels spin on
as the engines whine

So does the day
dare the night ?
Yes it does
to the Sun's delight