false universe

Sing me a lullaby

Until you ran out of rhymes.

Sink me in your subtle guises

Until I helplessly drown.

Feed my restlessness with

Mistakes yet to be done.

Stand by me no matter

How fragile these walls may be.

We’ll swim in all the seas,

And live off on shallow lies.

We shall drink our hearts out

Until we lose our minds,

And I shall wean away from you until

We forget that we once died.

This isn’t love, my love.

This is isn’t love.

-         -  July 26, 2013

sous la pluie

Would I be selfish if I ask for a little rain tonight?

A little nostalgia for a solitary soul,

A bit of a shower for longing,    

Little raindrops to fill the gaps,

Of immense silence, melancholy,

To last a cruel night

And not dream of somber dreams;

Would I be selfish then to ask for a little rain tonight?

Or would I be foolish to hope for this night to never end?

Id

You urged your lips to mine.

I kept my eyes closed,

I tried to breathe;

I felt your chest throbbing,

A split second of unconsciousness,

My heart bellowing, toes curling up;

You closed your eyes,

I kissed back.

Love is betrayal, insanity;

It is cunning, poisonous

Love is extreme madness

We all inevitably suffer from

It is a dangerous pursuit.

I lean closer, you breathe in

I thought I heard you say something

A whisper, a dare, an attempt;

Words that we may have

Intentionally drowned.

You kissed me back.

Love is a disease

It is doubt, a vicious trap

Love is an unexpected plunge

It is the shadow always ahead of us.

For a moment, I smiled

My hands trembling,

Our lips still in oblivion

We talked in glances,

curious of how the other felt.

We kissed and smiled,

Smiled and Kissed

It tasted like the sea

Like a rainy day on the beach

We were leaving this world,

Our bodies, our senses.

But we didn’t feel lost

We were just losing ourselves,

Losing something we both know

Was never ours.


-Sept. 25, 2013