​Your body

Is my pilgrimage

Of worship



A place

Where my hands reach to

Offer absolutions



I use my silvery tongue

To get you around the bend

And tell you that your flesh



Blesses mine, with a stain

That’s more than just skin deep



So I press my heart against yours

Waiting for the two drums

To beat as one



I press my mouth against yours

And eat the words

That died upon your lips



My mouth traces

Every inch of your skin and bones

Until my hunger is satiated



A sliver of the midnight moon

Bathes us while we

Tangle ourselves deeper into one another



Every heavy breath, a sonnet

Every bite, an ode

Every moan, those three tired words



The air is heavy

With the scent of old perfume

While our two bodies talk



The burden on my hands, absolves

The stars in the sky, dissolves

And the argument our bodies have, resolves

As we bloom synchronously

This teacher has it all figured out
There is only right and wrong
No shades of grey
One syllabus to rule them all

The mellow sunrise
With colours dancing between yellow and orange
Seems muffled and grey
From a classroom window

Skipping stones
Bouncing marbles
Drumming on pots
Drumming on buckets

They say,
That the teacher learns more from the students..
Then why don't the students lead the class?

This melody that he's drank
Runs in his veins all day.
And every morning,
A new melody runs.

The melody blinds his eye,
As he enters class
And shall be with him when he leaves,
The day's studies already forgotten.


Memorizing lines,
Inking notebooks,
Drumming on desks
Drumming on desks

The afternoon sun
With dancing sun rays and brightness
Seems inviting and warm
When leaving the class

Running out as soon as the bell rings
Jumping with his friends,
It's a long journey home for him
*And he has a long song for the road.

The night is young
It leaves a pain in my chest
Fireflies flutter around
Brightening their own lives

Without even realizing

My words will forever
Be lost in the wind
But what I feel in my heart
The dreams I've dreamt

They are yours, and yours forever

My hands in my pocket
Would forever be around you
If they could
But you need not worry, my love

*For you're forever my firefly

This fire burns
A fever rising in my limbs
This fire grows
I resist the pain

Show me the truth
For I do not believe it
I reject it
I cannot accept it

Show me the road
For the one I walk on
Has no end
It runs in circles

Show me the light

Show me a way to accept the truth

For if this is the truth. Everything I know is wrong

Show me a way to you

*Show me the road to awe