Time runs like the sand through hands
This frail creature's fate is nearing it's end
I'm selfish to be the first to go
But happy to be sent off by a lifelong friend

I might never see you again
But your love was precious like wind
So wild yet calming
Not worthy of a mere symbol like ring

Take this hand and never forget me
Cry as much as you can
Then finally release it from your heart
And build a monument in your mind

My last breath will be spent on your name
And this is a promise that I'm not afraid to say

ALL I EVER WANTED

Whenever I
looked into
her eyes I
see
everythang I
ever desire.

In her words
I find hope,
word so
sedate
could Softly
make lions
eat grasses.
I sought
wife and I
have finally
find
myself life.

Her love is
my whole
life.
I can't deny
what she
make me
feeling.
It's true love
I'm seeing.

Her pretty
gentle
smiles gives
me courage
and her
laughter
brighten up
my faith.

When she
sighs
miracle tend
to happen.

She's so
charming alluring
brown
skinned  her
magical
presence could
make one
spend a
lifetime with
her without
remembering
home neither
Telephone.

She's
extraordinary
super
endowed.

Her
natural
endowment
her figure
eight,
curvy hips
that makes
me always
desired her.

She's truly
a pride
to the
womanhood.
She's my
woman of
life my
wife.

#c9_fm

The controller in my hand.
The power of life and death
In my fingers.
An imaginary world:
Somehow more brutal than this;
Somehow more entrancing than this.
Somehow, somehow.
A minute gone,
An hour,
A day.
A lifetime
Wasted.
Or enjoyed?

Virtual friends
Living virtual lives.
Scared to open the shutters,
Scared of the sunlight.
Smoke hangs in the air;
A nourishing vapour.
Until,
(Despite best efforts)
Reality becomes a backseat driver
Lurking in the background
Impossible to ignore.

We've sailed cerulean seas to pastel shores,
Known only to the glorious few,
We have disembarked, ready to explore,
As our lone ship waits slumbering in view
of the glorious bay. Light paints daybreak
across the sky. We see the rising sun
through imagined jungle—and hesitate:
The image lingers, but it must be done,
Eyes close. Toward the interior we turn
remembering, and hoping to return.

Rocks ripple my river reflection
as amber and caramel leaves spiral
from sleeping oaks
landing atop water as lily pads
and clothing my mirror image.
I envy the resting trees,
tucked in for the winter.

shapes materialize
as the darkness envelops

my mind’s inventions

People leave

Little ghosts dangling

And you see the gaps

Muddy footprints and outline bodies

There is a crime

Or maybe I think there is a crime

When a friend

Yanks themselves from your life

And you find yourself

Talking to yourself

Contemplating if they had

Just imaginary