sailor

sailor Aug 2013

Lovers

Your breath caught up in your throat
and mine hot against your cheek,
our bodies fit perfectly together,
your skin is my new drug,
my new addictive sin.
We work our way through the night
with breathless moans
and soundless pants,
skin touching skin
and one thing only in our minds,
we want more.

sailor Aug 2013

Three cores.

Today my father told me
we all have three cores.
Each of them
control a part of us: instinctive, emotional and rational.
Two of these
are not as much present as the other.
We live our lives based on one of them,
we make choices,
we take chances,
we change ourselves.
And when our main core
is overloaded
we have to work our way
out of it.

sailor Aug 2013

Heart?

I wonder how many times
will I have to have my heart broken
to finally be left without it.
Bless or curse?
I don't know if I can handle
all this pain anymore.
Having your heart
shattered into pieces
and feeling it on the flesh
as much as on the soul.
All I see now
are the lies that disguised themselves as truths
leading me to pick them blindly
and drowning in the endless ocean
of disappointment and regret.
Oh why did I have to believe
in all those lies told by an emotionless heart,
dark inside and out?
Can I ever get out of this maze
that demands for my life?

sailor Aug 2013

Promises

I promised you the world
but darling I'm sorry I can't give you that
I promised you the stars
but my dear they are too far away from my reach
I promised you my love
and honey that, I swear, will last forever.

sailor Aug 2013

Death's sweet lips

And I'm sorry to say
and it feels unreal
but it is what happened
the sweet lips of death
touched yours
and took you away
from me.

— The End —