the sun
it drops gently on my face
rays of warm light
burning my bruises away

the coffee aroma
the light breeze
the honks of the traffic
carrying worker bees

i was surprised
at myself how i could live
in this city of bodies
but alive so few

the orange ball of fire
gives me hope from above
as each new day arrives
with unrequited love

how does one
just pick a flower
from a full bloom

how does one like
just one thing
of this divine spring

love every flower
say the bird and the bee
this is nature. no monogamy

And then i come to a fork
i have to decide
take the highway
or the lazy road on the side

with a destination unknown
i am in no hurry
the journey so far
has been nothing but blurry

I chose wisely i think
and turn to the side
seeing the streams and flora
i tell myself this maybe a good ride

i roll down the window
fresh breeze rolling in
wondering why its taken me so long
to feel so good within

being with you.
being myself with you.
being. just being.
i m here.
where i have always wanted to be.

seeing you.
seeing you with my hands in yours.
seeing. just seeing.
i see.
what i always wanted to see.

thinking of you.
thinking of the cross roads
connecting our parallel universes
i cant think anymore.
but i know i found a flicker in your soul.

you lied to me
about who you were

did not tell me
that you were the morning dew
waking me up

with the sweet drop
of your love

its been a day after you left
an accident scene
a victim who was run over
to smithereens

no no there was no blood
no gory sights either
i think you know what i mean
you were the not so grim reaper

the cord umbilical
the finger of our father
the hand of our lover
the hug of our child

something to hold on
someone to hold to

the kiss from a mother
the pinch from a sister
letters from a stalker
the stolen glances from a distance

something to remember
someone to remember

the hurt from a lie
the arguments and the cries
the bruises from a monster
the doubt in the eyes

something i dont want to remember
something i have held so far

for now i have got you
all that is left in me
are the memories
of bliss coming my way

I don’t want to speak with you
I don’t want to see you
At all.

For I am unable to see anything else
Unable to hear anything else
Can't taste anything else.
Can't feel anything else

I don’t want to speak with you
Our conversations are still ringing in my ears
Your fragrance still lingering in my heart

Is this how the toxin works
Not through my veins but on my thoughts
Is this how the spell binds
Through a maze of your eyes

I dont want to speak with you
ever again
For the word again"
ceased to exist the moment i met you

why do they call it
making love

when love
makes us do all those things

linger.
for this is never happening again.
linger.
for this is all it that could have been.
linger my dear.

cold hands. warm feelings.
hot flushes. cold sighs.
tear me down. put me together again.
you glances weaving through

linger. for this is just love
between two lost souls

this moment is but a thought
already passed and free
to be whatever it wants to be

but those who are coming in soon
bring me a lot of hope and warmth
of unsmelt flowers full of glee

oh how i ache to make time stop
to fill myself with the falling drops
of cloudy breezy days
those lazy ways of promises

did you know
how incredibly difficult
it is to just look at you

did you know
i could not
see much further
than your eyes

did you know
i choke to get words out
out of my parched throat

of course you know now
for i see the smile form on your face
as you read this

magenta had a new shade
she never knew how or when

magenta wore her today
she did not know it either

magenta stopped being a color
she's running and ran her tint
all over me