Sitting with the soft, white sand covering my toes, While the warm breeze tousles my fiery red hair Dozens of beachgoers mill all around me With their umbrellas and chairs and suntan oils. Still, it feels incredibly quiet As the seagulls fly around, The pelicans gracefully glide, And the dolphins swim and play. No sounds penetrate my mind For I am mesmerized by the vision of you Your dark hair with a smattering of gray Ou...
I am shackled to the back of your mind For a reason, you cannot find Why do you keep me locked here? I wish your intentions were clear I can go days without sustenance Surviving on the crumbs of your existence Gnawing on the bones of your effervescence Starving for your celestial presence Didn’t I earn redemption? Am I not worthy of salvation? Blood on my hands from a crime I did not commit Sentenced to life for something...
Walking along an abandoned beach I feel the cool grains of white sand, They seem to melt beneath my feet. I watch the ice-cold, rippling water Slowly wash away the shore. Bits of shells roll back and forth As the tide rushes in and out again. From time to time, the seagulls cry out, As if to say, “This is our home!” The sun shines yellow with a touch of red, But still is not yet overhead. The birds make faint shadows on t...
The orange-red horizon gains a purple hue As the sun is swallowed by the sea of deep blue The waves roll so gently they nearly look still As a gull overhead sounds a loud, mournful trill My soul feels empty, and my heart squeezes tight As the quiet afternoon transitions to night I sit and watch as the sky’s canvas fades As the terns and the sandpipers march their parades The chilly night air brings a dampness along As my...
Waking from my slumber, my eyes open Grateful darkness isn’t yet complete Staring out the window as despair creeps in While my vision skews the lights from the street. There was a time when things were much clearer A happier existence ere lights blurred A calmer, simpler time, and oh so sweet That stage of life before the dark occurred. Once all the sights before my eyes of blue Were awe-inspiring, lofty, and sublime But...
Pretty boy, pretty boy, Why must you tease me so? With those chocolate eyes Staring into my soul? Pretty boy, pretty boy, Are you even real? Did I make you up While in the land of dreams? Pretty boy, pretty boy, Take my hand in yours. Lead and I will follow Wherever you may go. Pretty boy, pretty boy, Hold me in your arms Protect my broken pieces With everything you have. Pretty boy, pretty boy, Am I asking for too much?...
One, two, three, When I close my eyes, it's you I see A smile that warms my heart I wish you to be my fresh start One, two, three When I'm alone, I think of thee The sweetness of your laughA future, I hope we craft One, two, threeLet us lay beneath a peach treeWhere our lips could touch I crave you so much One, two, three You make me feel free A light in the darknessA peaceful stillness One, two, three I pray for you to s...
Just dusty objects in a box, just traces of love affairs, of friendships long gone and whispers in bedrooms. Just a house standing alone, bearing witness through time. Just our memories in the air, some words echoing softly in the dark tunnels of the mind, smiles of long-gone days, flimsy stories refusing to die.
Old white lace and dried red roses, sharing their loneliness of years, together in a silken creamy box, at the mercy of diligent hands, of minimalist decluttering efforts, lost to the world and themselves, still bearing the touch of loving hands and the slight whispers of desire. Old white lace yellowing softly, dried red roses losing their colour, hidden together in a silken box, bearing the fading scent of eerie lust, t...
She saw him from far, he stood tall among men, circumstances, and life in general. He had always done so. The years had chiselled his features, there were no wrinkles, and his body seemed as lean and firm as ever. She looked at him, loving every cell in him, worshipping him from far. She was so pleased to see he was as beautiful as he had been the day she had met him. She followed him everywhere, unseen and unheard. He...
If you ever remember our story, just don´t look for me in any place we shared, don´t try to find me again in sunlit flowery gardens, don´t hope to see me in the human tides of avenues. It is no use looking for me, I waited for you too long a time, kept the torches burning in a temple you had forsaken and I was left to see crumbling. Still, there are traces of myself in the moon lined clouds, in the dark waters of canals,...
Just pack the least, there's a long way to go. Just grab your diary, your pen, your E-reader, your mobile and sack. Your journey is long, your soles are used to dust. Do not say goodbye, you are not leaving me, I left you before in silence it was my journey in the dark.
Even if other arms claim you in lust,even if the trace of your passionsstill lingers in other beds, other rooms,in cities lost in labyrinths of memory...Even it the portals of your playful hearthave opened to multiple affections,stories fueled by pain and also desire,even if the caresses of unforgiving Timeslowly cover your once worshipped body,wrapping your limbs in elusive immortality...I will still celebrate your very...
He was all she ever wanted, she was another one on his list, he was her North and guide, she was just a stop on his way, he was her dear beloved, she was some accepted supply, he was her joy and desire, she was just an object he owned. And so, he stopped talking to her, she never stopped asking why. He just gave elegant excuses, and all of a sudden, she saw it all. She kindly ok and so long, she left without another word....
No one knew about their story, no one knew when it started, no one knew it would live, branded in their souls forever. No one knew anything about it, they just kept their secret safe. Only the river and the old bridge were their trusted friends. Their ways parted one day, as those of star crossed lovers do, Still, there´s a ripple in the waters that spells their names in the air, there are stone steps somewhere that have...
