My thoughts are drowning in his words
Not
gasping for breath
Nor
searching for safety
But
willfully falling into the depth
of being adored and loved greatly

As the current pulls me further away
from all that I am
I wish not for this feeling to end
Not to come up for air
Instead
To just flow
and know that a net will appear

©E.J. Wanjiru 2016

To all my past lovers,
I'm sorry I couldn't stay
And I forgive you for letting me go
I don't think of you as much
Except for those nights I sleep alone
And wonder about the things
I didn't know then but now I know

Sentiments I didn't want to express
And love I wasn't ready to accept

As the acquirer of these moments in time
My words were harvested by you
And therefore owed to you

To all my lovers,
I'm sorry I couldn't stay
And I forgive you for letting me go

©E.J. Wanjiru 2016

If you stay still you will see -
a grand source of grief and despair,
the loss of love and time,
the ravage of age and its careful inspection and delicate repair.

The beauty is bottomless;
Like a murky core or stream of consciousness.

All that is within - Meta;  
shaded with visible impressions and the unsounded ripple effects of dark and light, good and bad - moments in time;

Emotional shifts of our unknown aesthetic design.

©E.J. Wanjiru 2016