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Madame Vai Jan 2017
Like a lover's caress,
Her breath carried with it the weight in which toppled my world.
My heart shattered into a thousand pieces as she laid plans for a new destination outside my existence.
For where she wandered, I could not go.
I knew that day the pain of life and longing
would follow me into the brightest places of my journey.
But I weep not for the loss in which I have sustained, but rejoice;
For a love who's depth could rival the ocean
Has kissed my soul while I walked consciously upon the earth
Madame Vai Apr 2022
This hatred
soaks into my bones.

Bouquets of plastic flowers
The smell of cigarettes
and used rubbers
saturate my senses

A sweet kiss
a deluge of poison
armistice broken
for selfish desire

This drought
this doubt
this never ending fear
it grinds against my soul

Do you even know me?
Am I even here?
Crashing into bars
of a gilded cage

The bird with clipped wings
Grounded
A song of melancholy
lingers in the air
Madame Vai Nov 2016
Take my hand
And feel the pulse
Thumping in rhythm
My heart to yours
One, Two, Three
Like a silent waltz
My joy proliferates
At your caress
A race with no winner
Through my veins
Deluging my senses
With a zenith existence
Perfumes of you
Saturate my every thought
Stealing my focus
Like ice and fire
Stinging and warm
Like a promise of tomorrow
Madame Vai Aug 2017
Come to me my love,

On a ******* overlooking a weightless ocean

Where the grains cover our toes as they depress the sodden ground

Come to me my love,

In a deep dark forest with vegetation thick

Obscuring the sacred path

Where your hand guides me along an animalistic route, savage like we once were

Come to me my love,

Atop a skyscraper in a great city of lovers

Where steam flows from the vents and you hold me watching the sun spread across the buildings

Come to me my love,

Aboard a ship placed upon an ocean blue

Where the past floats to a new future, and you kiss me at the bow

Come to me my love,

In a ***** Dachau of human existence, clawing to survive

and bread the most valuable commodity

Where our bread molds because neither of us is willing to eat until the other is nourished

Come to me my love,

To the Hindu wheel of all the pasts before us

Where our only struggle was to find each other and the only life is a future

Come to me my love,

To a moon soaked room, windows opened after a rain

Where man holds the key to unlock a sweaty night of groping, grabbing, salty licks

Come to me my love,

Your head laying on my pillow

a golden cataract spilling like the waters of everlasting life

Where our blue eyes meet and all the pasts’ spring forth to our future

All the places we will go become clear

All the kisses we will share are repeated

The breeze bumps our skin and with the softest lips you say

“I love you”
This poem was in collaboration with a writer by the name of N. Korroe
Madame Vai Jul 2017
Those eyes.
In the face of a stranger,
800 miles from home

Nostalgia gripping all being.
A pang of familiarity,
Watching the false you
Losing sensation of breath and self

Stretching and piercing deep within,
Heartbeat; Heartache?
As skin recalled the touch
Of dissembled intention

Fingertips to caress,
Lips to promise and evoke,
A passion of two souls in tandem
Reaching for something
Zenith in existence

An exchange of emotion
A gift of connection
Without restriction
Awe of existence, and depth of being

Preparation for a reaping
Of exchange, and return.
Void of insight;
Bearing the fruit
Of misplaced intimacy

Vacant and hollow the reception
A chasm of lust
Intwined with need
Selfish and unforgiving

Setting fire to the dry tinder of a heart
Only to watch the flames
Engulf and destroy

Silently.
Furtively.
Withdrawal and reflection
Feeling the cold absence of touch
From this distance
Madame Vai Aug 2016
The sun will chase the moon
Through the clouded dark of night,
The moon
Ever skittish
Will hide
From the ever growing light
Of day before the dawn's sweet kiss
Reminisce the taste of your lips
For a love so great
The whole world watches
As the sun and the moon eclipse
Madame Vai Jun 2016
Roll with me in fields of green
Thoughts of you,
Like a dream take flight
Lay with me and forget time,
Amongst the flowers of pink and white
Madame Vai Jun 2016
For the clouds that reign o'er the valley
Cannot stay forever
Each storm is but a breath of time
No more permanent than the snow
Which blankets the earth in winter
Embrace the depth of emotion granted to you,
For no animal shall dance in joy
With sadness, comes pain
But with love, euphoria.
Sleep, my child and dream away the monsters
Tomorrow you shall wake,
To a better day.
Madame Vai Jan 2019
Fantasy is merely a hungover version of reality, unbarred and subject to the whim of the dreamer

Loosely tethered to existence between a life we wish upon ourselves and a dissatisfied ego

For he who rejects this ideal reveals a falsity in his perception

And he who believes these mistruths that is found undeserving of confidence
Madame Vai Mar 2022
I've heard this tune before
of butterflies that tickle
of time that stands
still

Whispering
of days more free
saccharine, yet bitter

Of turbulent emotions
and boundaries untested
untarnished
by careless love

A time of yearning,
begging,
pleading,
always wanting more.

Dancing naked
under the starry night sky
never caring about the morning.

First failure.
First disappointment.
How divine

to feel it all again
the loose security,
of dreams unfulfilled

This melancholy tune.
Madame Vai Nov 2014
I look at you, and I see a fire.
Something warm and fierce,
and it fills me with a sense of joy, and one of fear.
The soft glow is enticing,
drawing me in like a moth to flame.
As I feel the fire engulf me,
I am consumed;
Breathless,
Weightless,
In between different planes of existence.
I meet myself,
I lose myself,
then once more my two selves merge back into one.
I am lost in the sensation
of destruction and creation,
for I have glimpsed the edge of my own reality.
I know I have experienced something incredibly beautiful
but the price is a small piece
of the being I call me.
This is the burning;
the feeling I am left with after passion leaves me.
And the fire still smolders deep inside you,
always present,
always burning,
tempting me to trade a piece
of my very existence for a dance with fire.
Madame Vai Apr 2022
Cast out the chorus
that tell of dreams
of a life fulfilled
restricted
and less

Naked
I feel it
on my skin
the freedom to enjoy
myself

No fears
No judgements
No hidden spirits
tormenting my existence
to tell me lies
and divide

Lets abandon this
sail on flying ships
hedonistic
feverish

be the me
I see in my dreams
the animal
the master
Goddess incarnate
Madame Vai May 2016
A searing desert will bear no life
With the raging fires of each day
And the poisons of the moving night
Will maim all that dare to stay

The little life that takes hold is hard
Unforgiving to the passing eye
The treasures inside fiercely guarded
By designs meant to hurt, to ****, to die

Time will pass uneventfully,
As brave souls dare to cross
Meeting with mortality
Finding sadness, keeping loss

But as swiftly as the desert claims life
The heavy rains begin to fall
Softening the sun baked earth
And strengthening the haunting call

Those that have watched
Each life be taken
Will sit in silence
As the earth is shaken

A lone stranger appears
Stepping light, touch soft
He sings to the desert
That appears still, and aloft

He carries no troubles
And gives all that he has
For he wants no trouble
Only to pass

As the man sings on,
And things peer from their holes
The desert is teeming
With lost and found souls

The rain and the song
Have brought forth an end
To the pain and the suffering
And has started to mend

The desert once more
Forgives and forgets
Gives life and joy
And pays back its debts

A lone man
And a rainy day
Returns the happiness
To the cold and grey
Madame Vai Mar 2022
Kiss me
Touch me
Love me
*******
Into your view

Swimming
Floating
Gasping
Crying
Delicious scarlet hues

Lets make promises
we won't keep
Smothered together
tangled in sheets

Paint upon my body
a canvas
decorated with tears

Fiery Red
Chilling Blue

A piece of me
silence from you
Madame Vai Aug 2016
Like the waters of a tide
Life swells and ebbs in moments
Of clarity
Lost in tangles of confusion
And frustration
As clear as the foggy lakeshore
On a stormy night

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