Air guitar

Mars seems so habitable right nowthe flat air and silencethe desert sand and rockshues of yellow and redlike the colors in my heart for yousitting side by side with youas we watch this dead landso alive next to youawakens the childish spirit in mewith the tune of your air guitarwhile you play with your hairsContinue reading “Air guitar”

In the heat of Asia

We just wanted to play aroundall day and nightcontent and not seeking anything more Damp nights in Asiajust walking the quiet night streetsowningworld clasped in handscareless, just skidding off fun What every aspiring rock star wanted in late nightsafter the wee hours of an ending partysome things to talk aboutsome pains to sharesome loves toContinue reading “In the heat of Asia”

Different people in different times

You’d stay silent, just holding my hand, and I believe itBut would you save the girl with the mustacheWould you be the golden child with bright clear eyes and a careless smileThe teacher that jumped on desksOr the soccer coach intern Would you love goldilocks in her short skirt as she holds her binder andContinue reading “Different people in different times”

Red

When the song looms on a repeat tune; the kind that gently hops around the parameter of your heart, so does the aura of him. Red; the color of the show. The essence of time. The feelings at hand.Raw, the smell of meat. His flesh underneath. His open words… wounds.He’s on the highest shelf, neverContinue reading “Red”