In the midst of all your dreams
I tiptoe through your heart
While the stars about us gleam
I put to work my art

I tiptoe through your heart
The stars alone can see
I put to work my art
To bring your love to me

The stars alone can see
How I cast my sovereign spell
To bring your love to me
For nobody can tell

How I cast my sovereign spell
And I wrap your dreams with mine
For nobody can tell
And I do it every night

And I wrap your dreams with mine
While the stars about us gleam
And I do it every night
In the midst of all your dreams

"And your very flesh shall be a great poem."
-Walt Whitman

And your *******,
Like mountains over the course of eons,
Will rise and fall
With your quickening breath.

Your breaths can outlast time.
Your voice can topple empires.
Your sighs are intoxicating—
I get drunk off your words.

Words fall pathetically short.
One thousand poets and scribes cannot
Express to you a single drop
Of the ocean behind my lips.

Kiss them, and drown with me
In a sea of our own creation,
A world where love is no longer trite,
And poems about it are
Dangerously revolutionary.

We will be pioneers amongst lovers!
O! we will be pioneers!

We will travel the globe under the guise of night.
And I will cross the planes of your back,
The valley between your shoulders.
I will rappel kisses off the cliff of your collarbones
And over your *******, which,
As mountains enduring but an instant of eternity,
Will rise and fall
With your quickening breath.

And we will stand against time itself.

And it will crumble beneath our gaze.

And we will outlast eternity.

Because we are pioneers amongst lovers!
O! we are pioneers!

Why are there tears,
When I look at your face,
Why do I cry,
When I see this place.

Why can't I realize,
The pain is not real,
Why can't you notice,
The mask that will ****.

What happens when,
I hate my own life,
Where'd it go wrong,
That I had to use this knife.

As I feel the blood,
Fall down my arm,
I know the knife,
Has done it's harm.

I feel the warmth,
I feel the pain,
I see your tears,
They are in vain.

I'm here on the floor,
In a puddle of blood,
I see you coming,
Your covered in mud.

It must be raining,
Your soaking wet,
I feel my heart,
Die in one last breath.

Raise up your rainbow flag
or your cross
let me see David's star
and your sliver moon
I want to see that burka off
to show your beautiful face
Why be afraid to show who you are
you are the only you
Please tell me all of your scientific facts
I want to hear your side of the story
and then I will hear theirs
why fight when you can love?
why **** when you can create?
"I have a dream" is what Martin Luther King said
and now I have a dream as well
that people won't be afraid to be themselves
and that no one else will stop them
I have a dream that they will not judge you
because of what you believe in
what you sound like
or what you look like
or who you love
or what your leader decides
they will judge you because of who you are
and what you want for your future.
REACH OUT PEOPLE OF THE EARTH
THAT ARE SO SILENT AND INVISIBLE
TELL THE WORLD YOU ARE YOU!

I don't believe
That I am so,
A person stretched between
Who she is
(and) Who is she?
And tell me (please)
What you think I am.
I pray you're wrong.
I hope I'm right.
I wonder if you'd bless me,
Carry me up shining hills.
(Tell me who I am)

if you name your hair a rope
whip my soul with it
tighten my neck
i am willing

if you take your fingernail as a knife
strive in my breast
cut my day dreams
split my memories
take my yesterday from me, take my tomorrow
i am willing

if you name your eyelash an arrow
and ***** my dreams,
***** my nights
i am willing

if your eyes like sun
sear my mind, scatter my voice
i do not ask what for, how or why
take me to bazaar, sale
i am willing

because the flame of your eyes
is a pair of wings, is peace
it makes my life bird fly
to heaven
to the seven stairs of sky

Translated by: A. Edip Yazar

you are the soothing hum
the grass stains on my jeans
the summer in my hair
the color in my cheeks
you are the the constant wave
beating against my heart
the warm honey on my lips
the paint on my nails
you are the perfect dance
and a moonlit ride
the sticky vanilla cream
you are the flower in my palm
the reason I smile
the chills down my spine
you are more than you'll ever know
you are the love of my life

I look from the darkness,
at the world through my window.

I love what I'm seeing,
the City is breathing.

And I want to meet you
in Destiny Town.

But how will I find you
when there are so many windows?