Moments

Moment, now, here -stay!
Where is the need for more?
You ask.
I look at it, this moment
I let it strain through my fingers
This moment
Empty.
I juggle all the possibilities
Of this moment
I try to safe-keep
Its taste, its smell
Empty.
I try to listen to it
Please say something!
Anything!
This moment has no voice
Hollow and lame-
Like a forsaken mollusk shell
Empty.
Like me.

Spring

Winter let Spring in
In colours of longing-
This joyous guest
Kissed amidst the chaos
A lonely dew- uninterrupted.
I tire of my soul's winter
And along the little alleyways-
Of my guarded, jealous heart
You danced your way in.
Without ever saying-
Please may I?
Your limpid gaze- yielding
And yet so unyielding.
Your beauty-fragile
And yet so powerful.
There is Spring in you-
In your very being,
In the warmth of your voice.
For every timeless second
I held my breath-enchanted-
Winter found her Spring.

Free

Why is my darkness so dark?
And my light so careless?
The loves that I set free
From myself, far away
They keep calling me
A mad selfish whore.
Where are those silver butterflies
That fluttered delicately once
Deep inside my nothingness-
Setting me free with their flight?
Why are my thoughts so thoughtless
And my meaning so meaningless?
Free me from my freedom
For it enslaves me.

Falling

Leave me a feather
And wish me luck
Stroke my hair
Feel my beating heart
Don't promise me
Everything
Or
Anything.
Together
Forever
Or
Never.
Being, becoming
Yours is fearsome.
The tie that binds
Me to you is
Pleasure
Or
Pain.
Dare I fall?

Questions

The search
Real and earnest
Has begun.
Inside me, the torment
Is sweet and unfamiliar
But true.
Blood, wine, essence
Life.
I paint my nails
A violent red
And laugh.
But the stories
Remain.
Untold, Orphaned
Like little jelly fish
Disowned by the sea.
The dream falters
But the journey
Lingers.
Like a burlesque dancer
Who forgot.
Hold my thought
And a ray of sunshine.
Let me breathe.
And search.

Love Song 2

An act of copulation, screams regret
Raw open wounds, bitter affection
My cunt protests, consumes.
Between my dirty sheets, I wait-
To win, to feed the ego, to proclaim
Belonging.
To know beyond the moment, but once.
To be assured of (insane) sanity.
Walk into my darkest depth, unexplored-
Yet, dare to give, lose, hold, surrender.
Take my careless love, feel it!
Defeat me and set me free.

Love Song 1

The warmth of your chest against my cheek,
The comfort that lingers in a whiff of your aftershave
As you pass me by, in a hurried hurry, the promise-
Of a love song, long forgotten, seldom sung.

The crisp, pale-pink long-sleeved shirt,
The piercing eyes oft laden with amused reproach
A safe-haven, a cuddle, a kiss again, the promise-
Of a love song, long forgotten, seldom sung.

Neat, little stanzas, sweet, simple words,
A desperate attempt to capture my love song,
And to assure myself, that somewhere among the stars-
The promise remains, as sure as night beckons day.