I still look at your picture
You look "adorable"
The word you used to say
I act like I'm writing this to you
Like you may read this one day
Yes, it's for you
I see your eyes
And the softness that lies behind
Ready for tender affection
To absorb into me
On the couch, your small self
My little spoon
Arms around you
I will fall asleep
So easily
Knowing you're here with me
And will be in the morning

Where did you go?

Alone a constant mind chatter
Clutter
Sticking to sweaty inner parts and
Broken hearts
Stray hairs
Pink layers
Broken chairs

Bang!
Noise?
Too busy to have thoughts
Laughs
Stomach in knots
The threshold crossed
I'm safe.

Made it so far
But Alone
Again

Until I am filled with ends
"You are completed by others"
Lies.
When the heart cries
It's the inner eyes
That fill the soul
And make it whole.

Only I.

He held her heart in his hands
Controlling her with bursts of passion
He was sincere and kind to her
But not in public
He confided his love to those around her
Yet she never knew
And his silence killed their dalliance
When his eyes met hers
Their minds grew their emotional bond
Yet his fear of love pushed her away
Whilst she plunged deeper in her emotions
And then she left
Because he could now longer control her
Only to find out -He had lost his first love

somehow
you accelerate me
to the heat
of ripe apples,
to a brand new smile,
to the pressure of an ocean
in my veins,
to this raw primordial dance
-when you run I follow
when I stay you pray-
to the purity of a winter’s day
naked of illusion

somehow I let you in
ravished by white pigeons
drawing ineffable circles
in the depth of a sky

there is light in this silence:
you accelerate me
beyond myself
and I could die
like a woman

you need to put all in disguise
try to take and roll the dice
let the sun shine and rise
but protect yourself in pretty lies

most people see me like a stone
strong that no one can get my throne
that I can't feel anything once one call my phone
but they don't know what I own

I've been in a pain
wanna go and take the train
run and cried in the rain
I'll be back if I found the lane

I'll keep on being this cold
so cold that no one can hold



(samber)