It is raining...
lush and green again, the barren concrete land is alive.
Seated in a glass cube,
Gazing through the window I see, rain drops trickling slowly trailing its way.
Even before I realize, Its slowly seeps into my soul
The darkest happy corner, a corner that craves
It questions my barren soul, demanding for love to sprout
With hopes of having to hold, having to feel, having to connect
My Chained heart agrees, desire to be set free
A flood within.
sun shines and the raindrop is gone, a faint trail of its journey remains.
I console my heart, its just a journey, happy destination awaits.
gazing out again, Wish I could feel the rain, the drop on my skin.
another day, along with another soul, a hope
till then, a search for my happily ever after...
journey continues.....

Pour me some wine
******* some smoke
I can't do it, it's too messy

You kiss my legs
I can't resist it
I pull you close
You push me out

Repeat.

It's complicated!
You get too close
I kiss your lips
Confusion

Conclusion?

It's okay now
You can let me in
While I push you out

Love, love me!
Please disappear
I need you here

Get out of here
I need you so
We're so scandalous

It got too messy
You said we're done
I pushed you too much

I never wanted that bus to come
I never wanted to say goodbye

I really miss that thrill I used to feel when we started dating
I want to bring back the same moment exciting
Those days when we were not able keeping our hands off each other

So today when you are home, you will find our sleeping son
And me in a mood of beautiful seduction
Instead of regular powder I will be using formula flavored
That dress you gifted will be perfect not to cover my body tattoo
That would be the perfect accessory

I know you like my **** lips
But today I will apply some vanilla flavored gloss just to attract you towards it
My bronzed skin is itself ****, you always said
You will be all hot and bothered by the perfume I wear

I don’t know you, but I do
Nothing can explain it, you’ve been with me my whole life, before and after

I’ve never met you, but I dream of you every night
The possibility that I might find you fills even my darkest days with joy

You’re not here with me now, but I see you in the corner of my eye
I never feel lonely

I haven’t heard you speak, but I laugh at your jokes and revel in your conversation
There’s a crystalline quality to your voice and an infinite depth to your curiosity

You’ve never seen where I live, but everything that makes my house a home is because of you
What I cook, what I paint, what I write—it is all for you

I may not be the man you expect, but know that you are the reason I exist
I expand in all directions each day so that I am equal to a woman like you

I don’t know you, not yet
But already I Love you

Hurry
Love

*Reza Bavar

Is this what It is
Sitting at a table
Surrounded but ignored
Teeth falling
Memory fading
Skin hanging
Friends dead and dying
Is this what it is
Generations erupting and then receding
Ages coming and going
Is this what it is
To live
To die
Why did we choose life
Why do we believe in death