The twists and turns in your hair
give away the thousand year history untold
the smile on your face warms every warm blooded’s beating heart
eons of bond, shared blood, genes
that connect you to everything
every sea on earth
all the star dust above clouds, far, far away
the twinkle in your eyes, diamonds in black sky
the hum in your tone, pure as the holy Himalayan spring water
what wonder you are
how small you stand against the mountains that surround
how big your heart
Won’t sleep tonight
thinking about your soft hair
like rain clouds…
I understand that things are slow
and your heart beats
weighed and heavy
while I bloom in orange, before you
stay quiet, speak to me in silences
like you do
times are gloomy like the rain, I know
this path before us; it’s faux, we know
but dance with me in my dreams
we got a little time
it’s like magic
stay under my arms
sway with me
sing sweetly, with me
it’s so easy for us
It’s so natural
it’s so slow, so gentle, warm, tingly
stay this way for me
silent and rainy
amid my fixation with you
You may think your problems are so big and life consuming, but it’s really not. It’s actually… well… sort of laughable.
I mean, the bees don’t care; they’re out there buzzing around with their little wings. The wimpy little cloud glides by casually like a cool snail across the clear blue skies. The cicada is hurriedly exploring from tree to tree. The little bugs are yawning and taking a nap under the leaves. The plant is lazily playing with a dangling leaf on one branch.
See? No one gives a damn. All they do is just accept you as you are. Just as you lay here, looking curiously with your smiling child-like eyes.
There’s always something blocking ahead. There’s always the wall; thick and made up of stones and concrete. I can kick it. I can try to punch it down with all my passion, but it just won’t collapse. I shiver and pace in this forsaken room. The lights are dim and the cold clouds claim and hide my hopes outside. I sit leaning against this wall and watch silence eat me alive; my skin, my breasts, my neck, my lips. This darkness that spills when the daylight fades out; it chews up my tender flesh, apathetically, despicably, bit by bit.
Say there’s more to this world than this. Give me a hint that you’re alive and that you’d hold me tight in these days so cold, so real, and so long. Give me reassurance that we wouldn’t hurt anyone else. Hold my face, fix your gaze, peer into my soul and tell me that I am who I am and that’s all that you see. That’s all that you’ve always wanted. Can you see through this wall? Let me try to break it. You can’t imagine the strength that runs through my veins. I can’t take it. I’ll take your hand and we’ll run to paradise. In an oblivion full of you you you and me me me…. a kaleidoscope vision, a shimmering, startling sight. We’ve got to survive. This isn’t make-believe because I know you exist. I can hear you kicking the wall from the other side. Try and try, and try and try. I’m growing scared because I really don’t know where to take us from here. The grey clouds are vast and massive. The shadows slide in. The clock is ticking. A drop of sweat burns my eye and my heart is beating. The silence is killing.
Today I sat there thinking I’m 18 years old and looking at the sky. I was lying on the grass with a book, but hell, I can never concentrate. The winds gushed, the clouds darkened, a wimpy little thunder growled,
and I felt happy.