It Wasn’t So Long Ago

We didn’t see the stars that night. There were so many clouds in the way, but we waited, facing the sky on a plain, hoping to see a small light appear behind the pillowy darkness.

Then, drops of rain rushed down on our faces the moment a star appeared and we gazed at each other, narrating repeated history through eyes exhausted from pain; it wasn’t so long ago.

We weren’t suppose to be here, someday, on this plain, hitherto, love’s renaissance.

No, we didn’t see the stars that night, we felt them, as the first time my rough hands touched your face, your strength became my weakness, our universe consonant.

Facing the sky on a plain, we weren’t suppose to be here, still, we gazed at each other through eyes exhausted from pain, narrating repeated history, hitherto.

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While You Sleep, I Dream

Falling stars

Accelerating passed empty reflections

Sweetening the sharp edges of a perpetual love

A quiescent trickle

Innervating an inquisitive osculation

Stimulating the nucleus of an obscure emotion

 

Your eyes

Conceding to a neoteric relationship

Musing over a fated bliss

Joyous, ever tranquil

We are falling stars

Accelerating passed empty reflections

 

Awaiting

While you sleep, I dream

Time is never by our side

Nevertheless

Accelerating passed empty reflections

Having faith we will land

 

Finally

Respiring

In each other’s embrace

Fending the darkness away

Musing over a fated bliss

Letting go nevermore

 

 

Missing You

Unsettling mind
lost pieces of a torn heart
a disturbed reality awakens
perilously feeling loneliness

only your touch can heal all wounds

Framed memories
emotionally disputatious
to what end?
shared moments nostalgic

only your presence fills the empty room

Beginning again
waiting for the unavoidable
amorous tears cover your redolence
until you return

reliving showered kisses missing under the moon

Lips of Honey

I smell the taste of honey,
precluding argumentation of abstract feelings
yet I still find the words
the soul holds no boundaries to what it can hide
and eventually reveal
Hope is all we have
conceptualizing the strength of an embrace
a timeless longing
extracting the universe we created
from our perception
Like a dying moment
Slipping from the essence of consciousness
A dull sky, grey and lifeless
as the setting of bittercold fills my heart.
In dire need of your touch,
frantically gasping,
as with every breath
failing to remember your scent
A silent numbness overwhelms.
extracting the universe we created
from our perception
Like a fire engulfing a memory
burying the laughs and cries
beneath the rage of flames
immortally wounding,
all that I crave to feel.
I smell the taste of your honey
on my lips,
your kiss.