They keep reaching out
to me
Not knowing that
my arms are still bound
to you.

We might have been too different,
though we were evenly struck.

We bet our hearts
and lost it all-
Love was not our luck.

She was rich in spirit,
but he had broke intentions
And his heart, a runaway lost in the woods-
couldn't afford the rent.
Piece by piece he tried
digging into her mine
And most days the sun shined
as long as the diamonds did.

But as time passed I saw
with my own eyes, how he ran
Away from himself
Eyes dimmed by the loss
of the jewel he couldn't buy.
Reminiscent hues bounced off sapphires
and still, could not depict his blue.

I despised him for running
from the pain left behind-
the pain that led him
to run
Yet I couldn't ignore the presence of empathy
When he showed me
an image of a heart, emerging from the woods...
It was diamonds
dancing around a broken heart.

The moon couldn't illuminate
the shadows in his eyes
As he realised too late that night,
too late this life
that he-
was too broke to love her.

Would it be better
if I were shelved, or displayed
to the world; as art:
to bare my sorrows?

Would you accept
my aching presence, then?
I ask with my heart
Unseen and unheard; because:
My voice is bound
to lines and margins.

I hurt you
You hurt me
Fault is not involved-
Let the truth be.

I swear I saw you in the sky today.
Up there with the sun
With a detaching atmosphere, as if...
You were a sun of your own.
Whether it was your voice in the waves
melting me into rooted rocks,
Or my own mind drifting to the clouds-
I don't know.

I see your lines.
I read between 'em.
Look in your eyes
And I want to drown myself
In the depths of your soul.
So close, I feel, to this dream of love.
I want to wrap it around me.
I want to wrap my arm around your waist.
Could I talk you into a moment?

I feel you against me
As we begin our sacroiliac dance.
We move to a rhythm of a slow song.
I want you to nuzzle my collar
As I feel the slink of your silky slip against my bare chest.
I want to let my breath
Be felt against your ear
As I whisper your name.
Could I talk you into a moment?

I pass my time
Reading all your loving lines.
I think you may be writing back to me.
The possibility that this is real
Is enough to make me shake with excitement.
I want to hold you forever,
Or maybe we just have this day.
It gets confusing sometimes.
I become disambiguated
With every line I read.
Could you love me, too?
As much as every morning's new?
Could I talk you into a moment?

My eyes are closed.
I am daring to dream of you,
And all the things we'd say and do.
Write to me another poem
And post it on my page.
Every time I read the love,
I can't help but hope
This is more than a flirtatious game.
I'm like a nervous schoolboy,
I'm giddy all over again.
I'm hoping one day
To show you that I'm a man
Who really loves you.
Could you love me, too?
As much as the sky is blue?
Could I talk you into a moment?