nowhere
to
live
but
to
run
in
the
sky
baby
watch
the
green
and
yellow
silken
warmth
cover
my
hut
as
you
fly
right
by
I
climb
to
the
roof
and
meet
your
smile
too
shy
run
up
into
the
wider
path
that
passes
you
by
skinful
brimming
sun
bronze
as
I
skip
on
your
kisses
Tag Archives: perfection
Mosaic
My clouds erase their silver lining glancing towards his shimmering glow,
stormy eyes soothe with grace as he hands me truthful rainbows.
Lost in a strengthening imaginary embrace, I’m found unlocked into his fated palms,
a menacing artistry laid out in his sparkling coat of arms.
Living inside my doubtful mind, he soothes my raging furious rows,
even ciphers can’t touch his angel wings when I’m burrowed in his beautiful brow.
So when life isn’t journeying in a particularly thought-out or destined way,
I think about our melted stardust, stitching us back together everyday.
And you may,
think,
it’s just another cliche,
but where would the moon be without the tides bringing his sun kissed morning every day?
You are my sky in each of these floating falling stars,
a crescent wrapped around in a smile for all the scars that you are:
because it appears as an epiphany before me in ephemeral parts…
you are my hailing halo in my darkest heart.
illumination
Mesmerized.
Memorized.
Tantalizing mastermind:
out of sight masquerades.
Under refined lines:
redefining dimes.
These are times:
for new lines.
He shines:
like diamonds.
For the first time:
I’m not dying.
He melts me:
motion emoting potions gently.
Emitting light:
no need to rely on disguised knives.
Nor words in blood signed:
I sigh.
You make me giddy:
high on life.
For the first time:
giggling butterflies.
Fingertips printing mimes:
I don’t need to rewind.
I’m watching live:
tides collide united.
Reading between lines:
letting you guide your hands by my side.
Tongue twisters untied:
blushing shy.
Gold and bright:
coy and mine.
Blind rhymes:
in time.
For the first time:
out of sight.
Glittering eyes.
taming beasts
I want you to take it slow.
Let us mesh, that’s how it should go/
Forget the mess.
It’s not too arduous a task.
It’s not hard for me to ask/
You don’t hear me.
Ignoring unwritten words.
Stirred emotions unheard/
Behind the scenes.
Why do you want to test me?
You should just be free/
Like rules don’t exist.
Don’t fool your own self.
I sense your essence/
Binding two minds.
Not hearts tied up in knots.
behind the scenes
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like. To be you, for a day. Or two. Hold your pulse in my palms. Whispering psalms. Heart beat in my lips. Veins in your wrists.
See through your eyes. Structured demise of life. A world with no lies. Your mind on the blind side. I see you see me.
Lowering gaze, losing control. I light the wick, melting crayons in the sand. Castles made to sink into land. Fly with me. Is all I ask. Let me draw you a picture as I lift my mask, this is me, take me or leave me.
Weave me a greet.
seedling
cusp baby
lust for words
whispering
stuff unheard
to the world
storm in a teacup
swirl for me
cusp baby swirl