WHEN I WRITE

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On late summer night, when darkness is in bloom
and the sky swallowed whole by the stars and the moon
When crickets sleep tightly in fallen pedals of flowers
And the earth itself stands still for only just an hour

When tired trees lean against the hollow breeze
and the restless yawning clouds feel a gentle ease
when paths and roads feel empty and alone
and dogs and cats sleep warm inside their home

On late summer night, when darkness is in bloom
and the sky swallowed whole by the stars and the moon
when silence and twilight fill my empty room
that is when I write, when night sings her dying tune.

It takes time
for leaves to fall
for the tree to undress itself
yet it happens,
piece by piece
leaf by leaf
until all you see is a
naked skeleton
standing bare in winter
the tree's job
for now
complete.

It takes time
to forgive
to forget all
for people's hearts to heal
but it happens,
somehow
time goes on
people accept the unanswered whys
what they thought were scars
are cuts, opened wide
little by little
bit by bit
day by day
without you even noticing
the pain slowly
fades away.

The touch that strikes a rose’s bud
to bloom in glorious red
is from the hand which feeds my mouth
when life seems bleak and dead

The breath, so stern yet delicate
beneath some risen wings
is the wind that carries me
to search for higher things

The cloudy shade perched way up high
which eases earth’s worn face
is the comfort I call hope
which centers me in place

The skin that wraps around the night
and lulls the stars to calm
is the cloak which covers me
protecting me from harm

                            YOUR HYPNOTIC EYES

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I want you
to belong to me
and your lips
of soft leather
a slightly rough
touch
to the skin
the more I stare
the more I want
for them
to run coarsely
over my mouth
just so I can
press my own
back into yours
and feel you perspire
taste your excitement
on my tongue
trickle down the back
of my throat
and cause my blood
to pulse faster
and faster,

I wait for you
to look at me
with your eyes
of enchanting jewels,
wickedly glittering
hypnotically
mesmerizing
until I can't resist
all I want
is to follow you
to have your fixed gaze
forever haunt my mind
be the shadows
of my own eyes
let them be the key
to my darkest fears
let them release
and disperse
my secrets
and worries
let me speak to you
like I've never spoken
to anyone
before,

I wish for you
to hold my face
in your warm
cupped hands
to rub your nose
against mine
your head so close
I can count
each individual eyelash
see your eerily white tone
contrast your hair
blacker than the sky
at midnight
watch the veins beat
beneath your sweet
soft flesh
matching the drumming
in my own chest
until our hearts
are synchronised
as one
and you hold me tenderly
gently
and whisper in my ear
with a voice like the calm
after the storm
each word soaked
forever
stained into my soul....

                                  PETALS WEEPING

 Weeping petals lie on the floor
looking up at what is no more

Many once were one
now one become many

To no longer exist as a singular form of beauty
but a plural form of expendable duty

Be it now their purpose spent
and their lifeless stem all withered and bent

And so the petals weep no more
as they lay corroding on an unsympathetic floor

                         STILL SELF

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I've never felt so
small and alone
staring at myself
in moments long ago

Memories caught
perfectly imperfect
in moments fleeting
yet forever haunting
of what used to be

Hopes and dreams
shine through in frozen eyes
but the blue has grayed in my skies
regret like crumbs forever remain

Seems like we live stronger
in the peace of a photograph
reminiscing in glorious past
unjaded by the current future

So brighten your day
sitting there in your despair
take a moment, capture yourself
in black, white, and gray
let it lift your soul
hold your still self safe
clutch it against your broken heart
and picture yourself whole