plain
pure
pristine
simple
sheer
mere
distilled
untainted
unspoiled
my love for you is
and therefore
                                             I am all
naked
naive
****
transparently
see-through

Every morning I salute the sun
the sun salutes me back reminding me that it is another day for me to suffer
It divulges everything with its bright light
and I try to cover things up
until the end of the day, the sun insists to shine the truth on me  
and I reflect it back through the crooked angles and labyrinths of my mind.
I bend the truth in whatever way I like
and the waves of echoing distortions shade the sun

You looked like a perennial, strong geranium
blooming each year when it is the right time
you endured the cold and were all green and bright  
even under a thick layer of grime
there were always cherry-colored, ruby-red flowers that rhyme

Apparently, it turned out that you were a delicate poppy
disappearing suddenly when the spring is over
hard to find like a four-leafed clover
with the change of the wind other plants have taken over
so the cherries were all rancid and the ruby has been broken

like my heart in pieces
stabbed by the ruby shards

I water geraniums by the morning light
in order not to leave any slight
drop of water on the leaves
that would form a stain if it does not dry
in the sun

I shed tears at night
after everyone is out of sight
even if no one ever believes
that you bid bye
under the moon

the red geraniums are all crystal, ruby bright
and I promise I will be all right

A dream
or a hallucinated
fantasy
or an illusion
of a fully theorized
delusional
hypothetical
visionary
abstract
idealized
conception of
all love should be like
in the streams of my
unconscious
consciousness
is
you

A magician is not someone who can do tricky card games
and allure audiences
A magician is not someone who can hypnotize
and can get things lost
A magician
can lure you
and make love last
A magician can forever love with lust
A bright magician conjures beauty up
and does not let anything get lost

Sometimes what pierces the heart is a void
winds pass
and storms blow through never-can be filled slits
cavities, pits, and whirlpools
immense, vast, and endless... like space
meaningless time flows
inflicting enormous pain to the coves
of life