Looking into the windows along the streets
Who am I?
Who is that person staring back?
Familiar looking but do I really know you?
What is really on your mind?

Tell me your deepest thoughts!
I wanna know everything about you.
What do you really care about?
What do you feel inside?

What is causing all your pain?
Who are you slowly falling in love with?
What are your greatest fears?
Will i ever get to know myself?!

Shedding todays like a snake sheds its skins
slithering in and out of dreams and nightmares
eyes blue beneath old unwanted yesterdays
I will dance like the Cobra to your flute
and strike and strike until a poets voice sings
heard aloud in the deep depth of Mankind
where a sister and brother may meet equal
in the celestial pureness of forever and ever,

VI. TO APHRODITE (21 lines)

(ll. 1-18) I will sing of stately Aphrodite, gold-crowned and
beautiful, whose dominion is the walled cities of all sea-set
Cyprus.  There the moist breath of the western wind wafted her
over the waves of the loud-moaning sea in soft foam, and there
the gold-filleted Hours welcomed her joyously.  They clothed her
with heavenly garments: on her head they put a fine, well-wrought
crown of gold, and in her pierced ears they hung ornaments of
orichalc and precious gold, and adorned her with golden necklaces
over her soft neck and snow-white *******, jewels which the gold-
filleted Hours wear themselves whenever they go to their father's
house to join the lovely dances of the gods.  And when they had
fully decked her, they brought her to the gods, who welcomed her
when they saw her, giving her their hands.  Each one of them
prayed that he might lead her home to be his wedded wife, so
greatly were they amazed at the beauty of violet-crowned
Cytherea.

(ll. 19-21) Hail, sweetly-winning, coy-eyed goddess!  Grant that
I may gain the victory in this contest, and order you my song.
And now I will remember you and another song also.

what's wrong with you ?
they ask me all  the time.
i'm wrong  with me ,
i'm too much to live with .

it was the cornucopia of stars
that I first noticed.
Bathing  in the purest light beams
that had travelled
from the edge of time.

Then I saw your face.
Morning light faded
all the stars in the heavens.
But you remained forever.
Never again to open my eyes
without you in my heart.

I do not understand
the meaning of love.
I do not want to know.
All I need is you.
Only you.

To be part of me.
To feel the burning inside
Of your passion and desire.
To not know
where you end
and I begin.

I wear your morning kiss
on my forehead
like a stigmata.
A visible wound.
That only you can heal.