I was born in fire
Earth my reason to live

You see
A person only truly falls in love
Once in their life time
And once that time is used up
There is no more.
You can lie to yourself
And to others
But if you were truly in love with them
That love cannot be undone.
I am in love.
A love that won't go away
With my best friend.
I fell off
The bridge of love
And into the waters
Where he followed
But his love came with strings attached
A bungee
And he jumped back up
And left me sitting there in the waters
While he's up on the bridge
Calling me up there
While I'm wishing him down here
And I have no bungee.

It's 4:01 in the morning, and i'm counting the minutes.
Reminiscing the day you kissed me like I'm yours.
And I'm here,
Laying on my bed.
Wondering if i'm in your dreams.
Hoping you'll save me to this
Nostalgic feeling.
Hoping you'll love me someday,
And repeat that kiss one day.

i told her i was fine but she looked into my eyes,
held my hand
and said “i know you are not”
she made me feel special
she made me feel like i matter to some people
she made me trust her
she let me into her heart
she held me tight,
listened,
wiped away my tears
but most importantly,
she cared
and she gave me
everything
she is right there every second of the day
and she never left even after all this
i’m surprised and thankful that she puts up with me
my broken soul
and my mind filled with darkness
i don’t know how to ever pay her back
i’ve never trusted anyone as much as i trust her before
she saved my life  

*(s.m)

Throw me a line

I don't care if it rhymes

As long as it tickles
my posterior cingulated cortex

Spin me a vortex of spells

Yarn me a tale

Take me to heaven
or your own personal hell


Mesmerise me
with your poemetry.

I am broken through the teeth
you pull, and inside my small and difficult
madness I lay turbulent, when

during the night, I’ve had my last fight
to pick, with strangers who come in
dreams and with my dignity leave just as

suddenly. And I can’t fall through
spaces and conjure up spirits when I am
with you, because oh so careful I need to be  

with you, and in front of you I don’t want
to stumble and break. You are so precious and
delicate a moment to keep behind glass

for days, before I feel the need to fracture,
to crack, you again. And here I sit, knowing this covert escape
will pass, wishing I could leave with

something that would last, but I can’t
think of anything that isn’t like the snow. So pure and
beautiful when you are there but when

we hug and you depart, I’m left feeling
wet and bare.


© 14 August 2005