HUMANITY IN ITS SIMPLEST...

Simply a girl
looking at the mirror
willing herself to get thinner
like the opposite vision in the other mirror
the tele.

Simply half a heart
looking for its other half
that which it sees daily in its dreams
night after night.

Simply a friend
wishing to be there for you
who held my hand
as i walked on glass.

Simply the present
the future of yesterday
the yesterday of the future
yet we worry all the time.

Simply human
trying to be righteous
wondering if the man in the sky exists
nay the devil? 

we are simply a family
trying to live together
my blood red, just like yours
you cut me, you bleed.

The taste of her lips

The taste of her lips, her feminine whiles…

The whisper of her soft song in my ear

“I love you” she breathed, I kiss her,

Covering her mouth so she could confuse me no more

I am trapped, trapped in a novelty

 Her smile, it speaks of her secrets,

Her not well hidden secret, our secret.

“I love you” she breathes, I kiss her

I will her to speak no more

Her hand soft against mine own

Not sweaty, not clammy or insistive

I watch her as she laughs,

As she watches me laugh,

She leads me away, but the eyes follow us

Up against the wall I pin her

“I love you” she breathes, I kiss her

Under the water I watch her,

Dancing away the cares the world throws at her

Her waist enchanting, her eyes a portal

I love her??

That is a story I hope to tell another day.

KISS ME NOW

Kiss me now, and let your lips not flutter
Come wine and dine in the lushness of my lips
I hope you won't crave any more nay, less

Kiss me now in the moonlight
Do not be shy that the owls may disapprove
Nor that the bats may distort the moment

Kiss me now, kiss me to the music
My eyes a violin, yours a sad guitar
I am your piano... play me to the beat of your racing heart

Kiss me now and i shall be yours
Plant your truth on me, no matter how bitter it may be
I'd rather taste it than hear it

Kiss me now my darling
This is a moment planned in destiny; past and present
Frozen in time, we will stay this age forever.

diary of a teenager

Shall I compare my freedom father?

To that of a caged bird…

The pretty and multicolored birds hit the window

In their speed and eagerness to discover this new world

Their eyes twinkle with elated bliss

Such is the nature of birds with wings

Father this cage is too small

My wings hurt and bleed from the inside out

Even the little bird seeds always in plenty taste so bland now

You teach me how to be beautiful; a beautifully hidden secret…

In constant endless grooming

I hurt myself father,

I hurt myself trying to hurt you

Every Sunday we walk in the park and you let me fly off for a minute

I fly too close to the sun, my beautifully groomed wings sparkle

Like a glint in an old man’s eyes...

I sing songs of freedom in my cage

The songs that you taught me…

A freedom I know nothing about

I shed a lonely tear, and you’ve packed and left

Left me enough raisins, enough water that I may neither thirst nor sleep hungry

You’re back soon… smelling of the strange lands yonder

Being a stranger with my fragility.