Today I humbly entertained an idea no cavalcade or ceremony required of me Bouquets of Floriade a capital idea but did not lend itself to such as this Flowery words showered upon it simply dampened the stunning silence. A blossoming of two minds entwined in a moment Such dangerous liaisons could spark a whole rumination Lightning flashes - all is calm Such adventures I could take you on if only such an idea Would dance with me till dawn
Silence sings chorus
Trailing in waves
Over mountain ranges
Always known
Since fair eyes met
A soul awakening
Who you are to me
Some things never change
Golden den of orchids
Wavering on windy
Spring day
Appeals to senses
Grow in certain place
Of community
Treasure trove
Of species mingle
In their shade
Who grows around me?
Companion planting
Colourful variety
Though foot and paw
Tooth and claw evade
Safety in numbers
Small discreet circle
Of simple spaces
To be completely
Oneself
A love that sinks deep
Into your bones
Though cold grows stronger
Ache buries deeper
A smile placebo
Prolonged relief
If I could just see her
One more time
No one else can tell
Contentment is knowing that
Your love is enough
Long awaited smiling moon
Through dark nights
I have missed you
Surely my love is gazing
Upon you while wondering
When this phase ends
Before another one pulls
At my heart threads
All the tender places
Ache and burn
Stern hands bring no ease
While night flits lightly
Across her face in golden
Flames licking at window
I feel closer to her
Looking at moon, alone
Singing song from childhood
Words revive from
Somewhere out there
There's something wrong
My brain is numb
My back is out
The words don't come
My teeth on edge
Stuck in my head
I feel referred pain
Down my leg
Shut-down meltdown
Walk all 'bout town
Spending eating giving spree
How to live life
Just.for.me.
It used to upset me
A lot
The idea of you talking
About me or not
But now I just wish on
The planetary forces
Some day you'll come to
Agree that maybe
The unspoken words
Are calling out loud
Every time you meet
Me or not
Indolent as the sinking sun
Tucked in beneath the sheets
Of stratus hovering on skin
Up to her lady's chin
Propose a new locution
To discern a lover's toil
Mute and bewildered
By the tragic dimming light
For blazing sensitivity
Could ne'er reduce the spoils
Of cherished forest nymph on lute
Of loss mythologised
Tame the darkest craving
Urge of new moon water signs
Embody all we never spake
Through threads touched by desires
Count the stars of heaven 