Avoid the game
of (r)eading
betw(e)en the lines
(a)nd actually
read
my
(l)ines

I took a stroll
with that one thought
yesterday
and I ended up
on the peak 
of a mountain
looking down at you
surrounded by city lights
in a sea of stars
you just stood there
a ball of darkness
that set all the other
moons in order

The things
left unsaid
left us
breathless

Kindly find attached
empty documents
of diluted nights
blurry with alcohol
smudged with tears
filled with embarrassment
that actually now
don't matter enough
to be remembered.

Sincerely,
Memory Loss

I never doubted that
one day
I'll break in
my new
self

I am
still writing the
"introduction"
and it seems
to over take
the book
of
me

"Hi"

My papers
bled every time
I scarred them
with my quill
injecting
my lines
with your
name

Tame that fire
my darling
for they
say strike iron while
hot

Burn that flame
my darling
for they say
love is a burning
passion

I held a pencil
the other day
and the magic of passion
took my hand to paper
and my mind
to places
that I wish
to share
with you

The nightingale
sang a song
of sorrow
that the night
changed to a lullaby
every time
lovers wished upon
the stars

(R)emember
who you ar(e)
no matter
the mold(s)
you have to
ste(p) into.
B(e) their
an(c)hor
tha(t)
never
tilts

A writer's greatest fear
is being lonely
in his
own
mind

Yesterday I heard the piano play
notes in my head
black and white keys
in symphony
so sweet

I heard its pure sound
hit every string
as thin as my patience
within

I heard the do's and re's
dance with the mi's
as smoothly as my mental state

I felt the reprimanding
low keys howl in awakening calls
to wake me from my drunken trance

I embraced the light hearted
high keys, as they showed me
the bright side of things
the innocence of it all

I heard a piano yesterday
play from afar, calling me
telling me, let go of everything
and listen....
just music to melt the silence away

My brain, lulled into its symphonies
I forgot that beauty is not only skin deep
I forgot that even with eyes closed
and no scenario,
you can feel beauty

I heard a piano the other day
play a harmony
just for me
about
me

Beyond your reflection
lies a wonderland
of psyche
....
here come closer
want a peek?
*locks eyes

An encounter
that shook the stars
made them shoot across
the sky, urging lovers
to throw wishes
here and there
with no hope in mind

She time-traveled at  his "hello"
he shook at her reply
what happened to the cosmos?
could they have re-arranged?
what magical power took over the Earth
to make gravity none-existent?

She felt weightless
but heavy with her past
he sweat out all his mistakes
or was his body too close to her sun
that he melted at her sight

He wanted to speak almanacs of his years past
but choked at the dense night sky
his lungs shrunk in capacity
his mind forgot the ability to verbalize
vocalize,
his mind forgot all sense of language
except that of none-verbal nature

She wanted to strangle him
with the chains that left marks on her heart
the wounds that she turned to beautiful tattoos
the pickled emotions she had left on that shelf
in a desolate basement
She wanted to give him a taste
of what "hurt" felt like back then
and how it morphed her into a beautiful
thick skinned creature, fearless of rollercoasters
who's highs are intoxicating and who's lows
are deadly
But..

He...
Her...
Hell visited Earth that day
all its fires burned all sense of logic
turned emotions to ashes
it anesthetized what drives the heart
into overdrive

The universe confused its laws of physics
gravity lost, oxygen reduced, weightlessness ruled
everyone was high

Something was wrong
it didn't feel like it was happening
She had her taste of inception
a dream within a dream within
a mind diluted with nothing but sobriety
how could this be?
He was speaking in intervals
cut with silences that caused earthquakes in meaning
intercepted with glares that burned the wildest of wild fires  

Life you threw one hell of a curveball
that changed the orbit of her being
Turning her the other way
slowing down time
or so it felt

What the hell is happening
She has this under control
When her schizophrenic selves
came out to play
they failed miserably
She gawked at
his jittery hands
eyes
dilated with confusion
glazed with hesitation
filled with questions


surreal
ethereal
not happening
pinch me
Please

The thing about
not planning
is that you're
planning on it

I got stuck
in a plot
                                        t
w
                              i                    
                                                s
                  t

and it made
me

A) Dizzy
B)  Sick
C) Light-headed
D) Aware

............(Answer)..............

Dear fellow poets,

Try to vocalize
what you immortalize on paper.

Sincerely,
your courage.

What if
I wrote
about what
I can't talk about
would that make
you
disappear?

Would that
turn me into
a magician?

When a poet's heart skips a beat
it's only a comma before the
******

a space between the next
best adjective

a period before the
capital start ....


(takes a deep breath)

My eyes
dilated
.

My darling
I have placed
all my cards
on the table
with my heart
all in
it's up to you
to take the risk
bet, flip and see
if you win
a full house
with me

I asked time to pause
when our breathes
were jousting
millimeters away

I asked time to pause
when you landed your lips
on mine, warming the cold
chaps of distance

I asked time to pause
when you cupped my face
instilling all sense of
security with 3 words
"i am here"

They "One" My Pride

A surge
raced from
my throat
...*****...
of toxins
left me
weightless
almost high

I feel much better now

Tug at my
heart strings
sing to me
our song
of 9 years
let me
tug at yours
and create
the greatest
duet
lovers have yet
to hear

Your flame
scares those
who are
afraid of matches
ask me
I've been
burned before
it usually
ends
with a passionate
red
scar

I fell hand in hand
with gravity
to kiss your surface
dried to a crisp
under the summer sun

I fell hand in hand
with gravity
with the wind against my face
reminding me of
how beautiful
the autumn chill is

I fell hand in hand
with gravity
and looked around to see
others falling with me
face first aching to crash
and melt into something
beautiful

I fell hand in hand
with gravity
leaving the bland sky above
to touch something human
to feel some heat
against the coldness
that's embodied every cell
in me

I fell hand in hand
with gravity to send
an awakening chill
an awakening taste
of winter

I fell hand in hand
with gravity to bring to life
dormant senses put to sleep
by the beach and the summer
sweat

I fell hand in hand
with gravity to land
on your lips, chapped
by the past

I fell hand in hand
with gravity
to softy nestle
on your eye lashes

I fell hand in hand
with gravity
to create constellations
on the window
in front you
to follow your finger
as you trace my
next
fall

I found myself
in song
tip toeing
on notes
bridged by lines
of memories
connected...  

I move with the eye
as it reads them
strums them
brings them to reality
and all I seem to be
doing to going
forward

Sometimes stepping
on familiar notes
"that's the chorus"
my mind says
"you know these steps like the back
of your hand"

and others
I find myself catching up
with the new tempo
as I spread my arms
to find my
new
balance

Of all the worlds
I create,
none of them
miss you
miss you

My kisses go a long way
ready for the
journey?

My dreams left remnants
in the corners of my mind
slowly turning to dust
as the light of dawn
slithers through
my brain
each and
every
morning

Reality slaps
and I share
a form of
sadistic pleasure
that I seem
to seek
over and over
again