If only you knew
My eyes would howl at the moon
Tears of crystal blue
That you were my only one
Before you fade in the light

Darkness that fills the mind
Filling the eye of the beholder

A dessert path that is deserted by the truth but filled with lies
We're lies only the serpents of untruth and illusions

Leading towards the waters of faith and strength
But possible loss and pain
All dependent on the Storm and the waves

Where land meets sky but the sky is free
Can one truly see
Land is nature but life itself is home
Home is acceptance of life

Sun turning to moon is epicenter of change
To become something new
Altering what once was

To coexist with all that surrounds
To be a part of all
To accept all that is
To deny nothing
To be everything

It is strange and scary
To think so,
Still, I do
If I had not known music
I would’ve still known you
Still would’ve heard
The inarticulate whispers of your gown
Still then,
Gentle lashes silhouetted
Upon a sharp gaze

For the moon does not rise and set
Merely for its night
And the Mayna birds sing
But little to boast
For who dare boast but I
Who speaks and speaks, on, on of you

And they tire and groan
Who is this?
'Bet we could flicker a tad bit prettier
A sea’s sigh gentler than this leaf
That lives and lives, on, on in you'
Try then, I say, just try

Every dawn and dawn, they sing
Every dark and dusty blue
What do you think?
Curiosity tilts their heads
And I smile through my laughs
Still not, still not

And they wilt a little
Quietening down for a new show
Before a new sun’s birth
Before another shadowed sky

It is sweet and smooth
The envious mimicry
Of silver and song

Still not though, still not

No music I wish to wade in
Just the touch and touch of her breaths

i’m now a dispatched letter
bearing no postmark to speak of
floating in the winds of ether,
under an autumnal harvest moon
no destination or sender’s address either.

where?
when?
and how?
i get to land, only you
and the sand glasses of time will know.


© 2021

Your kisses like honeydew in wild ocean waves,
Five hours long mystery in one moment of madness.
Like a coffee sip while breathing in the forest,
A cold thunderstorm, a rainy summer day.
Like falling autumn leaves in a warm breeze,
A rose garden, a touch of your botanical soul.
Like full moon in the sinner daylight,
Falling golden stars, a craving Sun.

We are polar opposites
you grow towards the sun, i towards the moon
yet i feel, we were made to love each other