Share your heart with me
and tease the flowers.

The night rain is just a happy water cooling the world.  

Share a smile with me
and tell a tale unwritten,
for love cant wait to color our hearts
tonight.

I send you white light
To fill your cells with radiance
I send you white flowers
To shower you with peace
I send you fragrant incense
To  surround you with love
I send you my heart
To join yours
In tears

What a terribly frustrating thing relationships are.
I wish I had more wisdom to dole out or,
Perhaps some pithy saying that would light the spark.
That moment of ah ha!
That moment where you know you’re going to be alright.
When it all comes together.
When you’ve found yourself again
But I can only pound out my emotions onto paper
Share them, and hope they resonate.

Relationships are terribly frustrating things,
But being stuck in silence is worse.

The fire building inside
   Should cause an alarm

But no one sees
    Nor feels the heat

It rises and grows
    As no one listens

Then finally you'll hear
    There she blows

I always thought
we’d move in together.
Cram all our stuff,
our thoughts,
our hearts
into one small flat;
not quite in London but close enough.
I guess some things don’t work out,
though.
Now instead of this space being filled
with your presence
it is full of me missing you;
nostalgia seeps between the cracks
in the paint,
in the walls,
in the last crumbling pieces of our relationship.
When I go outside
in the unforgiving wind tomorrow
the last specks of us will
leave my clothes
like a spirit leaving a dead body.
Still in the world
but not existing where it used to.
Not where it hurts
like salt in an open wound.

Long time not sharing
The hussle of life glaring
Outshining my needs
Breeding boredom until
My eyes sore
Forget to see the Magic
Worse yet
My hands forget to share
The specks of joy
Staring at me in the face
Replaced by the sorrow vision
Displaced by the daily mission
Brushing my dreams aside
Gliding its way to the top priority
Where all else comes first
But my poetry
Has been asleep awhile
I try to express but the words
Are lost in this busy depression
Where I do not have time to feel
End of day reeling questions in mind
Like why and who am I again?
And again
And again
Yet I refrain from rhetorics
For the answers I find come out in rage
Page after page I could tear and burn
From all the frustration I feel as I work
But today
I will tear through the darkness
Harness it so I can love regardless
Of the pain in living as human
The truth is that I carry love
For all of you who share this truth and
I want you to know what it means
To me
When I gaze upon your soliloquies
They save me
Long time not caring it seems
So I will set the record straight:
Thank you for sharing and reading
My poetry mates
Zani will love you always

seven pennies
fourteen dimes
two friends visit
candy shop

sweet smiles
sharing
candy bar

"What's mine is yours,"

I wish I could fulfill your life with mine.
The feeling of two as one, nothing left undone,
Touch my things and leave oily prints.
Move them around; I'll find them again.
Or do you remember where you set it? I think you said you used it by the phone.

"My days are yours,"

The same sunrise glossing over slitted eyes.
They pull me in even when you've seen the worst in the night.
The shouting right beside me, or from the other room
As we go about routines, disturbing but not disrupting
It's okay with me, if it's okay with you?