I want a little house on the prairie kind of life where I carry a pail of water for washing clothes and day dream about a boy down the hill
Would I give my life for her? Would I sacrifice everything, for her? Would I let my self be a puppet to her strings? Would I trust her… with every god damn thing? When there’s darkness, there’s nothing else but silence When there’s a room, there’s nothing but my body and my heart in itContinue reading “It’s that type of love”
I know, Most of our conversations are about your family, but basically, Take your clothes off and kiss me.
Is this our definition of work? Not using hands… to grab things. To hold and to throw. To pick and to rub together with our fingers. To climb a tree, to use legs to clench and to use the upper body to lead through a branch. To swing from it and to land using ourContinue reading “Playful primates”
Lift up my hair Kiss me from behind Across the shoulders
There’s ideas And there’s self Always lean towards the self
It is a cruel and deserted world. Only stacks of papers funnel around you and I in this empty space. There’s something embedded within your cold demeanor. Your fake laughs, the way your hands shake when you lose control, your pointless hunger for power. We’re like mice roaming around in a dusty, cold, metallic warehouse.Continue reading “Fire curtain”
She sat bored, disgusted, and as distant as she could be away from him in the little closed space that they shared together. She tried to ignore him, but he made squeamish noises that constantly reminded her of him being right there next to her. She closed her eyes and placed her fingers over herContinue reading “Stuck with a fly”
Wow. I don’t think I’m in love With anybody.
Showered in money Showered in billions and billions of dollars of money Off the backs of useless labor Showered in a waste of paper sheets And meaningless ambitions Playing with delusion Laughing at the great wide Nothing Feeling gratified by useless schemes Phony wins Empty mouths wide open And blank delights in our eyes WeContinue reading “Love at work”
You go through life doing a lot of things; School, work, relationships, Vacations, hearing neat speeches, Learning new skills, that get old Finding a niche Forming an opinion Feeling sad for others; getting annoyed by others Feeling attacked, developing a case to live Doing productive stuff while watching the clock tick When really, there’s nothingContinue reading “Nothinnn”
Maybe it’s time, I don’t know, it happens every late morning And once in a while before bed… This feeling of total control over my life It’s like magic, with tricky hands I can see where the ball strikes next And wins. It’s like that in your harried presence It’s your commanding glare Looking atContinue reading “Yin Yang”
The sea side is far from here. The meadows sway in their own faint little tunes. This grain matches my mustard color sweater. I like the color of the sun; the way the light reflects across the sky in beams and touches my sweater. If you were to look closely into my eyes, you’d seeContinue reading “My man, meadows”
Back in the time of Vishvamitra, Making love under the sunlight Your hand on my hand And an orange flood of light Warm hues in the sky, earth, and the seas Yellow mellow scents; orange blossoms and a crowd of marigolds A joining together type of feeling A trusting zen-like breathing
Please don’t leave, he whispered from the depths of his heart Her forest eyes pierced into his mind and took him elsewhere Paradise Where red-yellow birds flew over the rainbow And the waterfalls drenched into the ground Don’t leave me, he thought As he buried his nose in her hair And got soaked in thatContinue reading “Tropical bird”