SUCH is life
(this body knows)
what experience
we share —
t’is nothing more
than memories
When something happens
— time elapses
then reaction
If this be the case
and I do believe so
then we live a life
chasing memories
::01-17-2014::
Daily Archives: January 18, 2014
CHASING MEMORIES
PSYCHO-DRAMA
AND if you are repulsed
by my humanity
then clearly I say
you are not
— meant for me
My sanity
— no latitude
for your brain-vessel
to navigate across
my ocean-emotions
Chart your course
away from my shores
and bidding farewell
— I do eagerly —
to the storms of your mind
::01-16-2014::
TO SWIM WITH YOU
MY heart and lonely “I”
have only one wish
— before we die
such a confession
may sound so strange
but my obsession
— so unrestrained
I wish to swim with you
in the spring-well of love
— I wish to swim with you
it would heal my wounds
And if I do decide to swim
across my bitter ocean
— it will be to reach
your land of pure honey
I wish to swim with you
…to swim…with you…
With you…lovely you…
01-16-2014::
SILENCE KNOWS
BECAUSE silence knows
— the heart kindred souls
we are…
one to whisper
— sweet nothings
tenderly listens the other
My sweet silence
— come to me
upon calm seas
Encompass thee
that we might sail
toward paradise lands
::01-18-2014::
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