You smelled like
The sunset
Bathed in
A garden of figs.
A timelessness
And home
A feeling
Among all things.
What a sun
For whom
I fly on
Servant wings!
What sky?
What ocean?
In your eyes
They are siblings
Tag: Poems
a long time ago, mother
You held my hand
Beneath such light
An orange blossom
Streetlight night.
My body small
Snow encumbered
The people tired
Somehow sombered
I felt a joy
So quiet and true
As hand and eye
Held warm hue
It was all so strange
And beautiful
My first memory
Of the world.
a kindred moment
You smelled like
The sunset
Bathed in
A garden of figs.
A timelessness
And home
A feeling
Among all things.
What a sun
For whom
I fly on
Servant wings!
What sky?
What ocean?
In your eyes
They are siblings.
to be titled
Just like that
You are gone,
Something like
A passing song.
I find my body
Stumbling to prayer
With feathers on rugs,
You’ve answered the air.
Just like that
Tonight is still
With heavens door
By a window sill.
pockets of light
The trees at night
Theyre filled with song
Waiting for
The bell of dawn .
Pockets of light
Wrapped in wings
Quiet till
Sunlight sings.
We’ll be awake
For just as long
Sailing by dream
Strangers till morn.
farther closer
My mind is a comet
Racing through space
Carried in the hands
Of a cosmic grace.
My words are dancers
Never to be seen
Moments of wonder
Pages in between.
My heart is the earth
Unwavering through time
Bearing every scar
Man could divine.
And you are my gravity
You pull me closer
Somehow ever by me
Somehow farther closer.
Cry, silently
I could hear it in your breath
You were crying inside
The moment was dark…
No reason to hide.
The heaviness crushed you
The weight of the sea
Spills forth from words
So easily.
Look at the stars
Their time becomes your eyes
They fall at your glance
And across your cheeks glide.
I sing
As you leave me
In the night
The city will hear
The song of my love.
It is the war cry
Of a sun
Timeless as it is
Divinely spun,
For man a shelter
For heaven a rug!
Next to a Dream
She helps me get
What I need
This girl
She helps me sleep.
I’m still sleeping
To complicate things…
Theres no need
Next to a dream.
How can
You wake
To a brighter thing?
This girl
She helps me sleep
She help me get
What I need.
Theres no need
To complicate things
I’m still, sleeping
Next to a dream.
Didn’t change
Tori and I
Our feelings didnt change
Yet we played
Our sadistic Game.
When I run my
Hands along my legs
I remember still
How her eyes would dig.
I don’t know
What she was looking for
As long as she was looking
My body was hers.
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