The light from the device
In the dark room

With s throbbing pain from
The back of my head come
Everytime the pressure of life kick in

I closed my eyes for a seconds or more
And your smile flash in

With a slow voice i whisper
“Still u”


-
Y

Maybe

I know you well,
Enough to realized that
you not telling me the truth.

However, I know.
I don't understand you
Deep enough to know the reason
Why you're sad.

Yet,
It's kind of irritating but true
The feeling.

To be honest...

Knowing you,

I shouldn't ask
when I know the answer.

- Y

I slip the straps and release the clasp
of your over-the-shoulder boulder holder.
Gravity asserts itself, and you sigh as
I wonder if I should get even bolder

because

The jaws of love masquerade
as petals of a flower

so

Just say if you want me to stop.
We are, after all, in the middle of a shop.
I was attracted when I saw you smile.
As we passed in the frozen food aisle.
Now people are staring though the window.
Shocked at my nonchalant innuendo.
And if your purse metaphor extends to this.
We can go to the Bank for a little kiss

though

I may not be able to afford
nine feather mattresses and a golden pea.
But if you could make do
with a lilo and a marble
then …
You've pulled Princess.

© Pagan Paul (30/05/17)

The sea is still today
It's cerulean blue and gold
I think of the thoughts it carries
Within its hidden folds.
Its touch is soft and gentle
It soothes the ache of years
But I wonder how many waves
Are made from fallen tears.