Our souls’ engine dies in search of rebirth.
New moments now; again celebrated.
Appreciated like an old friend found
Amidst recycled seasons, after long
Fortnights missing without proper reason.
Your feet ache, for heartbreak can only take
Its rightful fill until, its pain must be
Shared.
With a smile I take your burden,
Make it my own, give it a new home.
I’m your jester; my gesture’s unnoticed.
Blazing trail paths for phantom victories.
Showered in fragrance; peels of orange zest.
Covered with white rose pedals that cuddle
With the dying darkness. So that it may
Begin eternal rest within your breasts.
From artificial happiness abstain.
Serenity allows me endless gains.
Weighted Silver coins paralyzed my love,
Their sound in your palms terrorized my Soul
As your fingers contemplate you, I, us!
What courses through these tired, exhausted veins
Is too rich to be blood, too destitute
To be absolute water.
Grant yourself the solution of freedoms
I desperately sought, yet couldn’t purchased.
New moments found in our old memories;
Grayed, blurred, like so much cerebral matter
Placed on aluminum coated platters.
Comfort finds me in the foreign feeling,
Of experiences yet to be held.
To know you in my mind is not enough.
I cannot be seen, for the world is blind.
Join them; this adventure too, passes you
By.
Irreverent footing bred certainty.
Your piercing eyes expel the worst in me.
Ambrosia of life, I keep to myself
As they age in barrels of ancient oak.
I gave too freely, unselfishly ‘til
It was spat out of mouths like gutter filth,
By misshapen beautifully tragic
Lovers.
The wind stings my face to remind me that
I live. If only to return to sleep,
if only to leave my nightmares behind.
So when I awaken to my true state,
I may be greeted by my truest love.
Your presence is a madman’s delusion:
Men, driven mad by insecurity
Seek in you; a life of grand fantasies.
Bastards! They don’t consider your desires.
Your world makes you blind: you cannot see me.
Forever my final attempt at love.
Only to break vows: search again afar.
Every now and then, I come back here, to
Where I stand, and always you I seem to
Find.
Understand; that all along, this was
just the master’s perfect architecture,
to ensure we never ‘gain fall apart
