The waves sing a siren's song,
The song is a sweet melody,
Inviting.
It is about safety,
About rest,
About the tendency to forget
One's aches and pains.
So the sailor,
Routinely bewitched and overcome,
Sinks into the folds of an ocean-wide kingdom.
The waters blanket him.
It's hard to resist.
When he gasps and glances at awaken reality,
Gravity pulls him back gently.
He doesn't realise the passage of time.
He's longed for these moments
When the ocean is merciful enough to help him forget himself.
But he can't stay for long
Flirting with death.
Once the sun rises
And its rays point towards his closed eyelids,
The tide shrinks as if through a drain,
And the singers disperse,
Awaiting the next moonrise.

To cope I am suspended,
Somewhere between reflection and avoidance,
Floating somewhere in bewildered aloofness,
Between the extremes of exaggerated truths,
Absolved from responsibility
And yet crippled by guilt and shame.

I take my medication and to cope
I am suspended, mid fall.
Unsure whether I should punish myself
For doing what I thought would fulfil me,
Or stroke my ego,
Lift myself up above negative consequences
And outlooks, and believe that I am
Absolved from all sins.
There’s always a good excuse
For falling, for flying.
I’m suspended, numb.
It’s become the rumbling beneath my feet,
The stabbing pain in my heart,
The habit to forget,
The suspense of suspension.

When will I crash, when will I soar?
What are all these thoughts for?
I don’t have the answers,
I’m scared if it’ll hurt to find them.
So if remain
Suspended in mid air,
There is no risk
Will I be fine then?

Have you ever
Felt a woman’s touch?
Tasted a woman’s love?
Heard her lust in her warm, soft, voice?
Have you ever traced her curves
With your fingertips,
Caressed the edges of her hips and *******,
Pinched the tip of her *******
And suckled on her sensitive skin?

Young man,
Have you ever been tainted by her stain?
Intoxicated by her breath?
Let her come to you.
Get to know her signature.
Let her love settle like snow hugs the branches in winter.
Let it sink and burn like acid on a corpse.
Hear her skin pulsing with your tongue
And drink from her fountain.
Let her come to you.
Let her words declare your rebirth.
Young man, do not shy away.
Purpose is embedded within her body and soul,
So do not run.
Let her come to you.

All I ask for
Is a little bit of your love,
A little bit of your sacrifice.
No,
Your words alone don’t satisfy.
Give me a little bit of your skin,
Wrap around me and tell me it will be alright.
I want to feel your heartbeat,
And let it calm mine.
Give me a little bit of your love,
A fraction of your time.
Show me how much I mean to you
If there’s any worth to this life of mine.

I don’t want to feel like a burden,
Like a waste of your space.
I shouldn’t be an afterthought,
Or your personal project,
Proof for yourself that you can fix the ‘broken’.
If it’s not natural I don’t want it.
If it’s not sincere you can keep it.
If you don’t love me in that way,
Don’t pretend.
I’m fragile, I’m sensitive,
I just want this pain to end.

So give me a little bit of your attention,
Your concern,
A little bit of your curiosity.
It shames me to ask,
So just give it freely.
Show me that you’ve designated
Space for me in your mind,
That I have an effect on your heart.
Show me that you’re sorry for the way I feel,
But even in this state you find me in,
You don’t want us apart.

All I am asking for
Is a little bit of your friendship,
A little bit of your generosity, your mercy.
Don’t use this as proof that you’re a kind person,
Use this as proof that you love me
Even if it’s inconvenient,
Because I will do all this for you and more.
You are a life that I adore,
And I will honour you accordingly.
So give me a little bit of something
You have reserved just for me.