Something unreal.

When I hear the woods singing your name, When every inch of my skin craves for your mane, the world has nothing else to offer. Your eyes are my skies, your kisses are my rain, your path leads me to light; there’s wilderness in your untamed hair. I breathed you in, filled my lungs with …

Come on in.

I’m thinking of the blues as flowers grow out of the bruise; the rusty old chair sings songs of you. Eyes have shrunk, tears have dried, wrinkles on my skin have stories that hide. Life was bittersweet, people fell like teeth; I wash my hands with a few good deeds; you know, to live is …

Breathless.

I held my breath as I walked to you; O Girl, you take my breath away! I held it back to save myself, to live; For I can die But cannot live your way.

Necessary evil.

Your lips merged into mine like thorny vines, painted red with my blood; I squeeze you into me easing our souls at war. The friction between us set the house on fire as we lay in bed, colliding, burning in desire. My salty skin cherishes your fingernails digging in, rashes, paving way to paradise, tonight …

Do you hear me?

I sat on that old rock and spoke to the moon; There were stories to tell, ballads to sing, he was there, quietly listening. The choppy fluvials leapt with the winds, singing chorus to the birds as they passed by, flying. There’s a lot to complain about, tonight; My words are tired of their plight. …

Texts.

“Enough with the frown (sadele)” she said, flipping her hair with pride. “How do you know?” “Do I have to?” She flipped her hair again. “Stop doing that with the hair” I retorted “Like you see it” “Do I have to?” 🐛

Us.

The skies never fell It’s us that did; how dare we Turn the world into metaphors When we ourselves are one!