Somewhere
Along these piles of paper
Scratched and scarred
By pens and pains
That never finish anything,
I was read,
Understood
And continued.

Somewhere
Between conversations
Of screams and whispers
Lost in a sea of words
Meant and made-up,
I was found,
Believed in
And listened to.

Somewhere
In this great big clutter
Of thoughts and memories
Whether strangers or familiars
With futures and histories,
Your mind
Will always recognize
My mind.

Facebook is the place to be
when no one else wants you around.

you don’t need to clean up your ****, nor
feel shame
nor hunger,
nor love,
nor hate,
nor hahaha!

it’s what you’ve always wanted –
a nice little crib for your
"home sweet home" clothes.

get *****.
get close.
you may now speak the language of virtual friendship.

you might find it hard to be sincere,
when you don’t know if what you speak
is remotely related to the truth.

Near the sea , we will walk one day ,
hand in hand ,
soul over soul.
I would gently slip my fingers in yours and I would try hard to not look at that cute smile , I know you would grip me tighter .
I'll steal a few glances of yours just to calm my mind which is so addicted to just look at you . I swear even the lightening would be perfect that day like it's helping you to free your beauty and I don't know how much overwhelmed I'll be for even the thought of yours makes my
wolf crave for your closeness .
I would like to kiss you there and then ,
just to know it's not a dream ,
an another morning dream
where you come daily
but never kiss .

There is a moment of warmth that everyone
is familiar with. It reminds us of home,
the heat soothing our shivering souls
and lighting up the dark. There is a moment
of peace that everyone is familiar with,
when we have that feeling of tranquility
that overtakes the chaos the second
another's arms hold us. The second we
know we are safe within the grasp of another
living being, it becomes easier to exist.
We fight and fight, never dropping our heads
and never wavering for a moment,
yet all of our guards are let down when we
allow ourselves to be so close to someone.
Kissing their shoulder or pressing your cheek
against theirs, an arm around them or with
your entire body - all embraces are
the same when they fill you with purpose and
wrap your heart in strings of multi-coloured fairy lights.

forehead to forehead
and closed eyes

so close that we fall in place
like folds of silk
like folds of wool

like our flesh that knows so much
and can so much
forget

Ioana Ieronim from *Ariadne's Veil

Her lips are like red cherry wine
Her hair is brunette, soft to the touch
Her arms, they hold me when I’m down
Her smile, it lets me know I’m going to be alright
Her touch, it’s unlike any other in this world
Her heart, it’s there for me… at least I hope

She seems to want me, but she’s kind of distant
She starts to tell me things, but then closes up
She will open her heart to me, but close it right away
She listens to me, is understanding, but I often wonder
Is she scared or she hiding something? I just don’t know
I love her so much, but I don’t want to hurt her, I’m scared

I’ve been hurt before, so many times, I lost count
I don’t want to jump to conclusions, assuming things
I just want her to know how much I really care
But knowing I’m not going to hurt her, I’m not that way
It’s hard to explain the feelings I have, they’re pretty deep
I just want her to know, I’m not one of them guys who cheat

Death seeps through the ink of your pen
Here we are again
Your brain reeks of madness
Damaged remains
Inches away from the ground
That's where I'll be found