Milk pouring slowly into my lap, Helpless, with peculiar invitation My hands begin the charge, Breaking your ranks, combining armies
Happiness was gone from me like the grandmother I never knew The ceiling at night taunted me with loneliness I kept you close in my dreams, alive, shining An angel glowing light into my gray lit world
Bitterness bullies me, but my heart holds for you Your body as if a mound of sugar and I am the spoon How your eyes speak! Oh, the fire inside my lungs! My God I am shaken! My soul is a tornado, twisting
Twisted
My hands find home on your warming body My lips find sustenance in your kiss The darkest dreams still find you, shining Though I wake and feel as though I haven’t eaten in weeks
Deep in the caverns of my polluted mind, Shadows cover thoughts that linger, waiting My desire is immeasurable, it bleeds in me I have nothing but rocks in my belly, Stones strewn across an old battlefield
A field of flesh and insides where feelings were slain The heart sustained several attacks, but bears scars of war I am tired, beaten, without the strength to raise my flag I will lay upon this ground, close my eyes and submit to die,
Inside
This is an older piece I wrote as a tribute to Pablo Neruda's poetry. (My favorite poet) I think I will write a new tribute to him soon.