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The way we both breatheIn the heat of this barren town,Where love falls on deafened clowns,Where their ears cannot fathomThe calls of their laughing sounds,Is the way we sighBy the way we cry upon acknowledgementThat we’ll not ever jestThe way that a clown does.We are merely lies,Among the particles to breathe from sighs. Their way,…
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How I love thee, mother of so many embraces,And I’ll cherish thee, with all the spilled many graces.And your hair, that which I see, to reveal how much you care,It is strewn about,Showing your negligence upon yourself,But, where are you to care for you? How I will kiss thee, mother of my Heaven,And I’ll wrap…
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Come to fall,As you may like, to do soTo my arms.Because, when I look above, to see what stands in grace,I am idle enough, to see the two arms like boughs,The two legs like boughs,The face that is alike the trunk with an impression,And so, I implore youTo fall, so that I may catchWhat should…
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I have shared a kiss, with loneliness,And have shared wine, with death, itself.I have felt music play upon my lipsDuring when I was lost, in love’s abyss. I guarded what cannot die,And, I guarded what should not have decayedTo be spread among the four winds,Before the times arrives. My love was a vanishing current,And this,…
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What a smile,Upon looking to seeWhat is most Heavenly!Love, as you, has seemed to undoAll the knots in my heart,All the confusions I’ve long embraced,All the heat I’ve long been to laceAround my body and mind. Now you will play as the knitterThe embroider,The simple seamstress,To bind us forever, in eternal togetherness. My own love…
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I cry often,Whenever I unearthOldness from coldness.Perhaps a misplaced photograph, suddenly foundBy a heap of dust.I look upon that dust, to next wonder,“Is it you, the flesh of my flesh?” The lady who did die,Was the death that makes me cry.I’ll weep the tears,Staining my barren cheeks,Staining beneath my swollen eyes,And not a single tear,Will…
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Were we ever Moses, upon a better timeTo part a way for our love to unite? Were we ever the two nations to meetUpon a time when we had meant to kiss? Were we ever what we needed to beTo eat up common logic with watery emotion? Were we ever spouses to beTo love eternally?…
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I start to believeWhen standing upon this shore,That I am as broken as the waves that collapse. My place and timeIs forgotten,Is abandoned,Inside and outside of my mind.What has broken?Is it the heart in my chest, where I feel a well?Is it my mind that has cracked open to expelAll the little fears that would…
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One neglected kiss,Among a hundred.One bloody wave, to another thousand,And I am upon this ocean, kissing its breeze.It no longer heals,When the waves were singular, in my mind,Soon as love tossed aside, my forlorn life. Beauty is feebleUpon roses made of thorns and no petals.Just a stem that I loop around my head,To be alike…
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You plundered the blue,Off what was brand new,And show up as you knewAll to break throughMy heart, with jagged edges.And, it is broken in two,Though, the symmetry was never there,Those eyes of yoursCould never really stare,To see from beyond your falling hairThat coated your face,To notice not even a trace. I am a new manWith…
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How is your demise,Appearing, before your eyes?How are those closed lies,Looking, before your closed lids?How is every detail, quitting you,While you remember what is deemedOnly by you,To be necessary for memory? There are many things you should remember,But, you’ll only remember specifics,It is a pathetic way. How is your guilt treating you?Gutting you?Eviscerating you? How…
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Bled, we were, upon an ocean gulfTo spread South, to where distant heat resides.And, to heal, to kneel, with eyes upon the sun,And, to feel, to seal, our wounds with our own tears.You have a heartbeat that skipsStones upon the water’s surface.Lost, though found, on death’s own compound,Found, but bound, with Hell to hear for…
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