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UntitledIf I could tell you that I miss you--
That I love I do--
But I know that you don’t--
Why I even bother to petition the gods of love…
For your thoughts, for a sign, for you?
I don’t know why?
If I could have you
I know I’d give my life
Just to be with you!
But you don’t care that I love you
It’s just a phase to you.
I pray for you
And hope for you
But not even flowers blossom that fast
And your mind is just cold
And your eyes are just old
But you’re so cool to me
I’d be in your brave heart
And be with your iron life
If you’d open the gates
And let me into your garden
This night wouldn’t be as cruel.
Fire burns and roses sprout
I count every hour of the day
Till I meet you once again
Sometimes Time deceits-
And you're not there…
Other times Time rewards-
And we lose hours in a river of lust
Oh how painful every second is-
I wasted time down the drain….
And how bitter sweet it is when you're there-
The wait was worth the while….
And when you hold me virtually –
Every flower blooms with excitement
But when you're not there—
The night freezes every living being.
He is evil and cunning---
But not like you;
You're sweet to me.
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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