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Always.

If only people understood
that one can love more
than one with tributaries
running in parallel, without
feeding off each other, that
the vectors of my love don’t
intertwine and dissect, rather
time and space does, and
thus, my mind and body,
but love is not in the encompassing
attention that I can dispose to
one at one space-time coordinate
but the overarching rib-cage
of feeling that melts into one
candle wick whose wax never
wears off – rekindled each time
with words, voices and presence
for the vortex in the centre of
my chest relives the warm
liquid nervousness, and my
body remembers your touch.
There is an eternality to love,
if we let ourselves share it with more
not in the coffin of singular expression
but in the in-between of presence,
that I will always share with you.

Love Song.

The wail of a love song –
I recognize,
I do not pretend to understand
The shifting verse of fluid feeling
The slender twigs oft broken, the
Always that never was.

Yet, in intuition there is
That deep sense of understanding
A moment that holds, in its bosom
Only to lose it again –
The tight clasp, sand pushing out
Grip trembling, eroding slowly
Through the seams of my skin
I pretend to hold, glistening sand
Losing myself in the love I let go.

Tipping the hourglass, voluntarily
Empty now, my chest
For another hand to softly
Tip the hourglass again.

Missing You

Infrared curtain rooms and laser beams

Pink laptop the blue spectacles tastefully decorate

The bed, slightly crushed, and a blanket

Rather crumpled but soft with a strand of hair

Poised perfectly twisted against the wave

Tracing a path from pillow to hand to touch

Circles and skin caricatures almost tattooing

Love, into your fingers and mine,

Intertwined.

Missing you,

Exaggerated spill-over the boat that

Carefully buds and blooms, with time

My love, in time we shall meet and depart

Again to find each in the other’s comforting arms

On that same coppice bed where we found

Each other, so much closer, come closer…

Your taste marks my soul,

And I will bleed a little, everyday

Till we meet again.

September

Flakes of gold

Wither and fall from gnarled trees,

The autumn is catching

The summer recedes

Quietly,

To hibernate

To collapse into lush silence,

Cloud lines floating

Silver sun hiding

Shadows

Longing to touch the earth

Cold quilt,

To keep you awake at night.

I keep a leaf

In my book

For you,

I hold it close to me

Its scent tingling

Expanding inside me,

Dry leaves

Crumbling in my fist

So many

Blown away by the wind

So many

But you I keep

I hold you close to me.

Tell Me

Tell me.
Tell me what you feel.

It never is, nothing,
I sense your restlessness
When our eyes become strangers
A hesitation in the taking of hands
Your fingers, coiling around the cold
Door handle, pale in the tightness of your grip.

I feel your disturbed soul
The vague blankness on your brow
That hides the wounds,
The clawing that tears you
The painful twists of your heart
I see you hurting,
And it hurts me so much.

The silence talks to me at night
An uncomfortable quietness
A desperation, indecipherable
The window seems to provide you with
Some solace, the darkness
Seeps into you.

So tell me, then
Let me go through
To your heart and gently coax
The fear and the anxiety
Your feelings, I cradle them
They are precious to me.

So be honest,
Even it shatters me,
For you resonate as I do,
And I resonate as you
Our bond, stronger,
Than separation.

Insomnia

Night shells time wounds deeper,
Darkness the lonely hour breaks
Wreath round neck skin tingles
Breath leaves the snow to melt,
Broken water the boat unsteady
Buds the savage moon in tandem
Love, the midnight wild wolf-song
Serenades sorrow the silver flame
Burns in musty bolted chambers
Sirens tempt the shattered illusions
Slinking cats the distrustful impulse
Feelings trust worn never mend.

Consummation

I remember,
Wincing when you put
That injection, it
Wasn’t your hand
But you were trying
Not to cry, knowing
That it was you
I looked at you
Through the glass
Unable to speak
Strapped to the bed
I was staring at you
Through the glass,
You looked away
I pretended the pain
Was unreal,
That my arm hadn’t been
Ripped from it’s socket
That you didn’t eat
My fingers crisped
The nails crunching your mouth
Teeth red with the blood
Drying, swiftly wiped on
My shirt, breathing so close
The stench of flesh
My flesh, in you holding
This love between us,
Shove it down my throat
Metallic tongue touch
It’s electric, the steel
Intestine, down my throat
Won’t bite it, I promise
I’ll bring you, my love
I’ll bring you
My head on a platter.