As time cant be caged into an hour glass.
Only if you could confine the Noor of the light itself into a jar
would a poet ever stop writing ...

Walking in the sand,
the sun rising over the water.
A new day, a new breeze,
breathing and living today.
You waking up and me barefoot.
Life lives,
its all that matters.

The calm rolled over our bodies, a lake with no waves,
the birds sang their song.
It was in that crystal moment that I realized that this wasn't going away.

The feeling grows, the song is a chorus, the evening sky
a Matisse, vivid and dynamic.
The cupids dance.

Your hair and skin radiating and me with a grin.
You are Venus and me, I'm the moon.

Venus, I love you.



KT April 15, 2015

The hollow in your eyes,
hazelnut radiance in the dark,
burnt with wait for the glimpse of the starlight.