I am so in love with you
It hurts to think about not having you
I want more than anything for you to be mine
Because I am already yours
I think I always will be
I love you so much
I want to hold you and tell you I love you
I want to hold your hand
I want to kiss you all over
I want to come home to you
I want to wake up to your touch
I want to know that I am yours
I want to not be afraid of loving you
I want to be certain of you
I want to hope with you
I want to tell you about my day
I want you to tell me how you feel

For every inch of her smile that her lips move, she makes my heart skip a beat, the way she bats her eye, that angel silences the demon in me.She makes me thank GOD for every mistake that I made coz they led me to her.!!
Everytime that she looks at me,I stare in an unblinking fashion and delve deeper into her,to the realms of an unseen parallel world and get the secrets of her…things that she rather not have any one know…yet somehow in an unspoken way, she allows me into her.. With every look that we exchange, I see more than her outer physical beauty. I undress her soul in a way that it want to be undressed, kiss by kiss I cover her tiny infinities, touch her heart in a way that her heart shivers and moans with pain and pleasure…and when she finally feels what I want her to feel, I make love to her consciousness.
With every inch of her that I touch, she shows me how much she has been longing for someone to touch her in a way that she feels secured, to care for her and love her in a way that she feels like a princess…
As I keep sinking into her, she lets me pass more into herself… she doesn’t push me away, she pulls me closer. She doesn’t restrict my desire to hold her closer, she hold my hands and presses me to her heart. I keep falling for her, living each moment inside her soul, trying to reach for heart, knowing very well that with every passing second of this moment, I am never gonna be able to crawl out of her..
Hers was a heart of wax that wanted to be melted and mine were words that had the warmth to  weld her heart to mine. She was a soul that was thirsty for a drop of affection and my heart was an ocean of love that would drown her in all the passion that she could ask for…Her heart was cold with lack of faith, with the embers from the ashes of love dying and I had the arms that would wrap her up and  pull her so close to my heart that just a spark of the fire of passion and love, burning inside my heart, for her, would make her wanna snuggle up in my arms forever… and I would quietly put my head on her chest and sleep…
Once she let me hold her so close to me and now she is surprised by how much I need to be with her, wrapped in her arms!!

Seven days
Seven days repeat them
Repeat them over
One by one
Seven by seven.
Seven colours the sky smiles
Seven times seventy
And seventeen years
Seven levels of hell
And seven sins to send you there
Seven princesses
Sailing seven seas
And seven sea monsters to sink them
Seven lies and seven truths
Seven wonders
On seven continents
That I will never see
Seven dreams
On seven nights
Seven kisses
Seven kisses
Seventeen years
Seven stars and seven seals
Seven heads and seven hills
Seven trumpets
Seven thunders
Seven bowls of wrath
Seven years for complete cell replacement
And it’s been seven
Seven years of plenty
And seven of famine
(which are we in?)
Seven seconds to count down
Seven candles to light
On seven golden lampstands
7-Up and 7/11
Seven days
Seven days repeat them
Repeat them over and over and over
Seven years repeat them over
Seventeen repeat it over
Repeat it over
Repeat it over and over
Seven cells replaced in seven
Seven tears cried in seven
Seven out of seven
And seventeen years
Seven dwarfs and seven demons
Seven secrets
Concealed by seven lies
Seven torches we bear
Seven oaths and seven gemstones
Seven crowns on seven kings
And seven horns
And seven eyes
Seven plagues!
Oh, Lord seven plagues.
Seven spells for seven curses
On seventeen days
And the Seven Years War
In seven days I built myself
And in seven seconds I’m destroyed
Seven feathers fall to earth
Seven stars all align
And seven Gods stole my soul
Seven slaves owned by seven masters
Seven burdens
Seven burdens
Seven beasts
Seven prayers leave my lips
Seventy Hail Mary’s to save you
And seven angels
Seven spirits to seven churches
Seven sweet friends
That left me
Here’s what they don’t tell you
Seven lives mean seven deaths
And seven joys mean seven pains
Seven sisters mean seven funerals
And seven suns mean seven rains
And seven
And seven.
I’ve been stuck on seventeen
For an eternity
Repeat it
Repeat it over
Repeat it over
Seven
And seven
And seven
Teen.
Seven days
And I’ll be home to a house I’ve never seen
In a country I don’t belong to
And a language I can’t speak
And it’s all just seven
And seven
And seven
Teen.

Diaspora
From the Greek

When I heard the word I felt it
And I looked it up
In my old red dictionary

I could have used the Internet,
I suppose

But I like to run my forefinger down pages
Of words

I read the definition
And I felt it
Oh

Oh
We are diaspora.

Am I using it correctly?

We are a diaspora.

Diaspora
From the Greek

From the green valley of Ottawa
From Scotland
From Ireland on wooden boats

From the French village thirteen children
From the mines in the North
From Poland and from Germany

From the churches and
From the Blueberry patches
From the Island Manitoulin

From the dark lake Kagawong
From Kinburn and Arnprior
From Markstay and from Sudbury

From Waterloo
From Kitchener, Michener
From the Suburbs

Oh

From the Suburbs
From the red bricks, red currants
And geraniums
From green island cabins

From the desert

Oh

From the desert
From the potholes and pipes
From the salty wind
Cracked Caspian Sea
From the middle of the east of nowhere.

From the mountains

Oh

From the mountains
From the crystal water fountains
From the tram bells
On the cobblestone streets
From the torrents of the Rhein

From the white cross

Oh

From the white cross
On the green hill
From the river Laurence
From the French and from the English
Plains of Abraham

We are diaspora
We are a diaspora

Diaspora
From the Greek

How did it end up here on my tongue?

It is diaspora.
It is a diaspora
Diaspora is a diaspora

And I wonder if it misses its other pieces
The way that I miss mine

Ours

There is no
Roping us back together now

There is no
Home to go back to

There is no
Point of meeting
Of reunion

No
White steeple in our old town

No
Yellow slide in our backyard

No
Old folks on an old farm

No
Walled house on a hill

No
Luzernerring 93

No
Familiar riverwater

There is no
Ancient Greek anymore
Diaspora

Only fragments of fragments
Of roots of stems of words
In different dialects

There is no
Place for you to belong,
Diaspora

You’ve been sliced to pieces
And scattered
Into the wind

But
When people ask you
Where you are from

You say simply
From the Greek

Oh

From the Greek

And
When people ask me
Where I am from

I say simply
From the diaspora.

My lust, my thirst,
Day by day happen to increase,
But the truth is it darling,
That my life till date has been cease (d)

I saw a beautiful soul today,
Masked had he been,
His face, nobody had seen...

He had a heart that did beat for all,
He had a mind, that did think about good for all,
He had a set of hands, that did work for humanity,
He had a wallet, that did open - only for charity,

He took no name, he took no fame,
He kept helping people,
And wanted everyone to do the same,

He worked for orphanages, old age homes,
He worked for hospitals,
And not for running his own family,

What a man, of hospitality!

What a beauty he bad been!
Masked had he been,
His face nobody had seen...