You said you had too much of me,
But you only tasted a drop.
You could never understand
The ocean of me.
I am too much for you.
But my soul
Says she can’t get enough .

Arise
From you sleep
My Queen

What
Do you dream of
At Night

My Beautiful One
Your lips
Drip
Honey, Wine, and Myrrh
You caught me

Lost in translation
Please
Rescue Me
From my cave
Of Hibernation

Your Eyes
Reflect the Universe
Black and Beautiful
A Rose of Sharon

Arise from Your Sleep
So I can
Release You
Take you
To the King

The King of All
True Lover’s Hearts
I pray to God
That we Never part
Yet if we do
I’ll Remain
With you

Here on this Earth
Here in this place
So passionately
I wait
For you to Undo Me

Let us fly
Together
No more
Misery
Remaining Here

I’m sorry

I don’t
Want to go
Home just yet
Even tho
That’s the place
We are
Set free to roam

So comely
My sister
Your Beauty
Shines Thru
Your Eyes
Of Loveliness
Carry me thru
Tell me
To Hold On
For certain
Truth

Under the Stars
We gaze
Into Heaven’s Eyes
So Deep
Do we Pray
Let us never
Fly Away
For our Lives
Are Still Young
We glimmer
With Hope

Father
Watch over her
She needs you the most

I’ll hold her
Tenderly
If it is your will
From the Beginning
To the End

This
Is How I Feel
About my Sister,
My Friend

A gloomy midnight—I rested
beneath a starry veil, where
drenched sky shrinks
hiding a tear, flowing,
latterly floating.

Silent the tear is
to honor the nature,
to honor the rain,
making it annihilate
in other aqueous.

As sky turns,
the tear gets burnt
with all compassion,
casting depression
towards the fear.

How peace would've,
if it stayed in
my eye,
its coffin.

"The Visionary"



He is never where they look
Unless by accident they pierce him
The communal streets are crowded with the dominant pattern
Happy happy as real as it can possibly be
He is not there with them set in time and lock step
Curiouser than stubble on a young girls cheek
Like **** of a boar hog
Not able to leap anything
Just a drop in the bucket
The bucket in the ocean
And its ocean all the way down

A drop of ink does not need stirring to be diffused in water.
A drop of ink becomes concentrated when the water evaporates.

I saw you

soft as the clouds of heaven.

I felt you

covered in the condensed drops

of love that the whole world breathes out.

And I hated you for it.

I saw your skin marked with me.

I saw the cracks in your smile

covered in my kisses.

I saw my reflection in your heart

that was made for my thirst.

I saw my heart.

I saw what hid there.

I saw the storm that never calms.

I saw the poison that has no color.

I saw your eyes become the clouds,

I saw it rain.

I saw you tremble as earthquake

that tries to contain itself.

I saw you make your home

in my storm.

And I hated you for that.

Black tie,
Black suit.
I'm Thinking of you.
Black dress,
Black shoes.
Good god Girl.
I'm missing you.

Where are you?
Where did you go?
Lord don't take her,
her body's not even cold.
I need you.
Please don't go.
Take my hand.
Let's grow old.
Don't give up
on me just yet.
At least wait
until my final breath.

These are words,
He never said.
Maybe he'll say them
when I drop dead.

it sits like november rain on my skin
enough to chill what was once warm inside
at any other time I would have called a friend
asked for the warmth I needed to ward it off
just a little is enough
nnow I just let it come
drop by drop
i feel like it's an ocean falling upon me instead of rain
that the grief of years I carefully suspended
has all condensed right above my head into a cloud
large enough to block the sun
they say it can't rain forever, that there will come a time
when it must cease, that the last drop will have fallen
thing is, i just don't care
i plan to just stay here in the cold, comfortably numb