I don't care that her hands are cold
the red on her cheeks are enough to keep me warm this winter
Even if our lips only touch in the split second of a goodbye
her mouth is the only thing I can pay attention to
'Cause I know if I don't I might miss it
And if I miss it I'll have to wait for another goodbye
and at this point I don't think I can handle
watching her leave and not looking back
I know it's not very polite to comment on people's scent
but I was told to speak my mind and when she moves closer
laying her head on my shoulder and my heart just stops
What else do you want me to do?
How dare she, make this poet wannabe forget his words?
"I fell in love like I fell asleep", *******
I fell like a cartoon stepping on the X mark on the floor
and a piano falls from the sky crushing him
but he turns out okay only for some random train
run over him again
It's too late for me to be writing poems or thinking about you
or writing poems about thinking about you
and yet here I am making out excuses
for things I haven't done yet
I don't blame you for calling me a creep
I do hate it, however, when you say things
that weren't meant for your lips
I could write all night, waiting for her to wake up
but it wouldn't matter, 'cause in the end
this is just another letter I'm too coward to send

I have returned to darkness because
my eyes fell out of my head
My sockets are filled with maggots
that harvest deep secrets and
scream ridicule to my mind
Larva drill into my brain and eat the images of you and ***** ugly truths
that I am too blind to see
So they slide down my throat like
worms to my heart and wrap it in a cocoon to protect it from your sea on lies that I swallow as I search for the truth before me that I am too afraid to believe
because I hold you dearly
Truth cuts the thin rope that we dangled from together and makes me fall into a bottomless depression
So I will bandage myself with fallacies and blindly fly into the shadows holding
you because you are my light
even though you are not righteous.

A hug's goodbye embraces my aching body
The squeeze breaks the coarse string
of hope I had left. Stay with me.
I hoped to embellish our love
but I lost that control long ago.
I lost you then and now I am lost..
My soil cries your name.
Nothing more will be done.
I can't breathe. Your final touch took
away the air I needed, though it
was much less than I needed you.
But we have said our goodbyes and
I am alone at last with no more than
my bleeding heart and your spirit.
This is it...

those beautiful eyelids of yours
darkened by days of weariness
when our eyes met
sparks flew out of control
as the anguish beneath us
reconstructed

pages of adventures followed
the scribbles
the interlocks of legs and fingers
clinging onto me
afraid yet secure

12 days, XII
rapid pace, as i wheeze and heave
you smiled
assuring everything is fine
lips on lips
we will make through this

path of memories and chatters
relishing our experiences
coffee, tea, soup
underdogs of social circles
pondering upon
our similar circumstances

guitar and piano
greenhorn, beginner
rollercoaster melodies
limits as high they were
couldn’t salvage us

12 days, XII
12 divide by 3
that’s how long we lasted
staring into the streetlights
trying to touch you
6 strings, soaked

as i write this in the time of XII
keys and strings
they never go well
sober is my name
i’m madly drunk in love
with you, yet
we were not meant to be.

There are trillions of stars
Whose lights still shine
Way after it's death
The light travels on forever
But what happens when it doesn't?
What happens if stars and light are a figment of our imagination?
What if we only see the light of many stars before
Because of the lives we've known
Of those who come and go?
Preexisting in the complex mind of our own beings
Subconsciously knowing
We're bound to be part of the sky
Would that be the afterlife of Heaven and the Great Unknown?

I know what obsessions are like. When you just can't get someone outta your mind
No matter
How much
You try: they stay!
And your actions
Keep on nurturing
This need
Born and protected in your heart.

So you keep thinking about them
And check and yearn and wish and wish and pray
Secretly
And you keep dying, slowly slowly.

Everywhere I come from,
Everywhere I go;
I am a part of all that I have met,
And all those I've been with
are a part of me.