How could you say these lies When you know I anticipate these times with you. To watch you walk away Your warmth instantly leaving my hands. How could you say these lies Knowing that your not coming back. My hands with nothing left to grab. Watching you walk away. Those jeans The way you sway. My hands ache with nothing left to grab on to. The warmth hidden behind those jeans. How could you say these lies Knowing that I am waiting. Anticipating this time spent with you. The way my hands grip you. Each moment slipping through my fingers. Not knowing you didn't plan on coming back. Your sway imprinted on my hands. This walk a reminder of how I waited. Anticipating this time spent with you. How could you say these lies. My hands filled with brown skin. Squeezed tight Cuffed beneath the bottom of your jeans. Finally realizing you never planned on coming back. Your sway Those jeans. Your warmth forever leaving my hands. & here I am Still anticipating this time, Spent with you
Maybe one day when the days are fine, Maybe some years after nine. Maybe then we come across each other or maybe we won't. Maybe we ignore or maybe we won't, Maybe we smile or maybe we won't. Maybe we crave for that one hug or maybe we won't. Maybe then you notice the love in my eyes or maybe you won't, Maybe you can hear the poem my eyes recite or maybe you won't. Maybe you still pull my cheeks or maybe you won't. Maybe you still laugh on my jokes or maybe you won't. Maybe we exchange contacts or maybe we won't. Maybe then you leave saying goodbye once again or maybe you won't. Maybe you call me later or maybe you won't Maybe i say hello and you reply or maybe you won't. Maybe we start once again or maybe we won't. Maybe we fall in love once again or maybe we won't. Maybe you too wish the same to happen or maybe you won't. Maybe you too miss me or maybe you won't. Maybe you too write the same or maybe you won't.
Resting, resting in puddle The grains relaxed splayed across one another The sand is peaceful It is undesturbed The worlds chaos passing it by Watching the world as through a glass its where it belongs No pretenses - no emotion Just stillness as the sand melts content in a puddle as not a participant but an observer Life passes by
The way we love is deep ocean rolling into the depths parts unknown quickened reanimating as her hips sway in my mind to a melodious Adagio and every day, when we talk she unravels like the threads of a scanty dress more exposed our souls held in a steady grip caressed at first like nested fledglings open mouths begging blood bells weeping liquefied swallowing each others souls like bears eat up-leaping salmon pink tongues frothy saliva blood and runny roe sacks loves hungry mouth merciless
a ***** head a brute storming her ***** sweet fluttering nightingale singing the high notes she opened like queen snake pierced to the core royal lady weeping lost in heaven and then cut off we hang up the phone left longing for more words and butter kisses, eating butter kisses mixed with whisper cocktails a sea of fire that singe and burn
our love a flaming pink cloud puff brains like cheese melts mouths like powder fizz our feet and thighs flexed and scorched by lurid desire
and if it gets murky if the fog blinds us we hold a tender stretch of vastness and endless lighted torches as the lifeline pulls through a pulsing chord Umbilicus binding hearts by threads of light and crimson plush fused by cosmic fires white hollowing parched sockets pumping out epiphanies in beaten silken swords bursting full of faith spines like temple columns i am free to love her as trees cradle monarchs both of us children of the heavens she dark lover yielding in lustful throngs as we thrill in the realm of the senses like dancing flowers in sprinkles of dew and light as love blushes and shimmers up around us like rhythms of a thousand kissing eyes undulating penetrates sinews and the body electric like winged Venus when two souls love each other unbreakable yet obstructed by oceans and continents a colossal brood of lands while beneath shrug tectonic groans
our love air and fire while flesh remains un-thawed by proximities neglect panes of ice waiting waiting waiting