I saw the black circles About your sleepless eyes, Formed in the waking grief Of something lost from our hearts, Of something that quakes in the debris Of a thousand unveiled moments Where the thuds of such ruby Cannot be anymore counted. Where the blood…
When will life greet you Upon the river that moves Ten feet apart from the shoreline, Five feet apart from the skyline, One foot apart from me? For nothing is ever even in its distance From yourself, Among your woes, Among for each world that…
Upon the half-way Between dusk and dawn, Our eyes did see the scars of the Earth For the stars of the universe. We allowed each moon to come falling To our open arms, Finding finality in where it had landed, Between us, For us. When…
Begin to write my name above the line you have drawn, In the crushed stone, In the sand. When the hurricane comes to take the waves To the bloody shores, It will be graceful, So wasteful. It will be the modern looseness Of all my…
Let stars Be that which your eyes melt towards, Upon the newly-forged night When marriage falls into eternity, When sleep can be forever awakened To the light of every sunrise. I want the moon to never gleam Its pale image, over our heads. There is…
Laced with the ebony, Raw in material, To drown my day away from the fray, To make a song from her eyes, To soak a curtain with her blues, To hide ourselves among the faraway Glances to each other’s heart. I find pain to show…
I want the world to worship the stars, Beneath the bloody scars. I want the world to eclipse its own sun, Until new grief can become undone. I want an eternity to speak of peace Until life shows no need To hurry itself, over cliffs…
You hang off Lips made of marble In their clash with the silence Of eternal night, Of eternal torment in your young heart. If you have love to give, Then offer it, now. The world does not last on goodbyes, When we have many who…
Sleep, my child Upon this road covered in salt, For you shall not be frozen In your sleep. You have form that contrasts the night, Buried in white. Like a leaf, dancing on the shoreline Of some faraway beach, Here I am witness to a…
How does a man, as me Realize what tears him apart, Until the moon shines through his open soul? Until the tears are all that is left to eat? Until the future brings no sunrise, Because all that is left to witness Is the sunset?…
