A moonlight tryst

I so tasted the night my love,As it trickled down from goblets of fading sunsTo my parched, longing throat.Into a warm,Melancholy embrace. Deeper,And deeper,And deeper-To every ounceOf my blood. Metal lingeredAt the back of my tongue.The silver of moonlightRan through my veins.My skin lit up,With the touch of a thousand glowing stars,My eyes gazed rapt,In…

Bouncing back

They just go on laughing at youUsing their little lies,And then enjoy the moments whenWater gushes down your eyes. They tell you that you aren’t goodYou say, “Yes, I am not,”They make you lie to yourself thenWhile they just lie a lot. When you think you’re beautifulThey tell you that you’re wrong,And everyday a mirror…

I am a poem

I came looking for a place to write upon your skin,But it was far too gentle.To hold the weight of my words. I bought a sheet instead. I went hunting for words in your precious smile,But it hid pain far too vicious.For me to even tame. I bought a dictionary instead. When I finally came…

Supine

I aim for the moonAnd the stars that twinkle close,To be part of every poemAnd lines of every prose. To be a minute of every hourAnd a part of every life,The music in the thunderThe success and every strife. I want to be the mystery,The beauty of the night,I want to be the secretsOf the…

Mirage (a dream)

Is all that we see or seemBut a dream within a dream? ~ Edgar Allan Poe, A Dream Within A Dream. Like fleeting thoughtsOn ephemeral nights,Like icicle tears,And blinding lights.Like molten silver,Solid gold,Like dying warm,And living cold,Like burning fires,Embers dead,Like perfect lies,And things unsaid. They say:Humans come and humans go,Good times too and strife,But what if we…