I can’t sleep..
I can’t sleep. My desire won’t let me.
It runs like rapids through my body..
like a child in a maze,
running racing to one end, and back,
lost, happy.
I can’t sleep. My desire won’t let me.
My fingers..like cupid’s culprits,
like children feeling their way through the dark,
playing hide and seek,
seeking.
I can’t sleep. My desire holds my eyes open,
my gaze upon your shoulder where a piece of street light through the window rests,
gently like a butterfly.
My culprits want to play,
keep you up long past
any reasonable hour.
I can’t sleep. Desire, a drink of water just out of reach.
My tongue and lips are parched and
ache to drink you.
I watch a mermaid dream,
and I drift off..
A coin tossed into a fountain.
You in the middle,
ripples from your waist where you sit,
water trickling from the ends of your hair.
Your tail rises behind as you smile,
that smile that always holds me..
so close to now..
then a splash,
water drenches me as you laugh,
and I..dive in.
I can’t sleep..
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Lonely
My heart aches
My stomach churns
My eyes fill
For the one I love
I long for her touch
For her smell
For her soft skin
For her gentle lips
I long for her laugh
For her smile
For her pout
For her uplifting attitude
I long for the feeling inside
I get from her presence
Or from her IMs
Or her emails
If I could do it over
I would never miss her again
I would never let her go
I would hold on tight
If she were mine
The days would be brighter
The nights would be warmer
The sun would even shine on rainy days
If she were mine
I would need no more
I would long no more
I would ache no more
If we were together
Nothing else would matter
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Peace of Heart
Silence envelopes my ears aside from the soft murmurs of the people around me,
some are confused, while others are exuberant and lustful, but that is to be expected isn’t it?
What else do you expect in a world like ours. I am one of the lucky ones for now.
For my heart is at peace, my soul is at work, and my love remains, for the answer has come to me very recently, and to him I shall keep my promise.
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untitled
‘You are the future’
then who is that present?
And when did the past
begin to look pleasant?
In the right now
the here, the today
I make decisions
don’t I have a say?
It’s all about them
over there, can’t you see?
Way past tomorrow
and into ‘You’ll see’
But gazing too long
makes the future go fuzzy
We squint and we stare
(wonder why it looks funny)
And then like a wonder
we notice it’s passed
and the present is here.
It will be your last.
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Speakers Block
I wanted to say it
I tried to say
That it’s getting harder
To get through the day
but small talk and big talk
Just got in the way
So I never said
what I meant to say
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Meticulous Pyre
The decorated knight-errants
with penchants for self indulgence
Incite hostilities of unforgiveness
in the badlands of the heart
Seeking redemption in absolution
the philosophers of the fortuitous occasion
find only the machinery of futility
looking for its’ next prodigal beggar
Breaking free of our lashes
Falling to the embankment of our burden
The doctrines of healing
stand under withering fire
The evanescence of tenderness
lays the framework for a final denouement
struggling to stay the oil
from our meticulous pyre
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Seaweed
local foreigner of everywhere
with a rootless seaweed soul
floating forever ahead,
leaving forever behind
fragments of nothing concrete
as today’s currents drift
across the next atlas page
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The only way out
I’m running as fast as I can, escape is the only thing I need.
Trapped in my mind I battle with myself and emotions, where from hear?
Misery overcomes my tired face as my heart can take no more.
A black cloud covers my body and I acknowledge it, give me more time I beg?
I can’t go yet, I know I can make it; I know I can survive but my body tells me something else.
I look out from up above at all the creation of human life and falsehood of most things attached to it.
What’s real? I can’t tell the difference anymore, overwhelmed with grief I walk forward and just look.
Words can’t describe how I feel about my life and the present outcome.
As almost carrying everyone’s grief I pack it onto my shoulders, breathe I instruct myself, just breathe.
My fatigue body paints to the floor where I begin to once again feel my connection with nature.
God, please hear my cry, I don’ know where else to go, save me for everyone has left me to the wolves.
Blood begins to pour from the cut on my head and I stay still just looking at it, wondering if I will never see the light f day again.
Where’s everyone? Mom, Dad, you promised you would never forsake me, where are you?
The cloud once again pitches over me like a leach ready for my blood, with nothing I run and run and run.
Don’t stop I tell myself, you are a survivor, you are a destined child, you are a good person, believe it, preach it, walk with it.
My legs fight to go faster as the cloud follows and then they stop. As almost slayed from the bottom of my feet I drop and see the only light I know to be one of a kind; my knees become my sanctuary.
Something that cannot be made, the beauty is indescribable. It wipes my tears dry and seeps my blood.
Love is all I feel. Freedom is my reality.
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My Heaven
Your smiles melted me
Your touch warmed me inside out
Your voice calmed me
Your eyes made me soft
Your passion changed me completely
Your heart beat was my lullaby
Your arm reached my heart
Your laugh was my happiness
Your plan was my future
Your adventure was my curiosity
Your love was my life
And
It was enough…
I still see you everywhere
I still hear your voice in silence
I still feel your touch in my sleep
I still look for your beautiful eyes
I still follow your plan
I still cry when I hear your music
I still I still
Love you
Because I am lost without you
And
It is not enough…
-To my love in heaven-
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Desire
Night paints your shadow darker
I grasp your breath
Your heart beats faster
Dreams are catching up
I find your hand
Your blood pours out
Moon brightens sun
I feel my bones
Your body burns
Stars are spilled
I touch your heartbeat
Your skins are torn
Passionate love
I reach my heart
Your soul captured eternally….
-SUN
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