Melting into the warmth that is you,
Melting into the dream that came true.
You sway and flicker
But are still bright
And I love to bask
In the warmth you bring me.
© Shane Lee
We were in a painting, the two of us
She was holding my hand
In the soft glow of our own bodies
And the warmth of her palm
I felt it in my throat, and on my face
We were in a painting, you and me
And the way you lay in my arms
I felt, a stranger in my own home
Who are you, who are you?
In one strange city of love, I found you
More on the theme of paintings
What an exhausting year
My hungry heart torturing
me with its violent desires
My trembling hands
aching for her warmth
My mind battling itself
trying to return from war
a bloodthirsty dog,
and the nights keep coming
My soul, a wildfire
leaving me with a lifetime of grief
Yet I am still here
Shattered, but alive
New year, eh?
Winter is the cold sleeping space
Between the blanket and the sky,
Between the legs falling asleep in warmth,
And the leaves turned to frost in twilight.
As the season changes…
And the weather changes from warm to cold…
I want you to know that the warmth in my heart never changes for you...
And thought the seasons change…
And though the years will come and go…
The warmth in my heart will always burn warm for you…
And as I walk a little more slow…
And as my hair slowly turns to gray…
The smile on my face and the warmth in my heart will always burn warm for you…
Our once matchless flame is flickering with dancing fragility,
but my inextinguishable warmth is still yours to hold and keep
in the last, crackling embers of this desolate December.
Copyright © 2021 by S. Y. Kalindara. All rights reserved.
Tried writing a sijo for the first time. Hope I did it right. Thinking of J on his birthday.
(P.S. you can follow me on instagram, if you'd like to @sykmusings ♡)
I have never wished
for anything from life
But if there is one thing
I truly wish for before
I am in the arms of death
to be held
To soak in her
and harmful touch
To melt deep
between her thighs
till I dissolve completely
To release an inhuman cry
from under my skin into
the dark abyss of her pupils
To be kissed by
her cruel mouth
before death comes to kiss