You look like that, And you got soul…

Dry ice; like cold arms sizzling ice on fire matchstick on a box your soft kisses like an unloading avalanche cascading waterfall like hair released from a broken wall unexpected ripping of the skies a downpour of rain on an otherwise pleasant simple day your eyes that take a glimpse and disappear that appear again,Continue reading “You look like that, And you got soul…”

The feeling of love

I believe in you I believe that you’re real I can be so stoic sometimes but when I have emotions, I know that they’re real I believe in this I believe that this love is real it penetrates the deepest of impermeable layers it runs from head to toe I’m nonexistent without it there’s nothingContinue reading “The feeling of love”

Process

I don’t care that you’re an ok stud to begin with It’s your transformation from a frog to a king; is what turns me on It’s your metamorphosis from a beetle bug to a ruler of a massive castle A dirt at the bottom of my shoe to a dynamite An eerie ghastly thing ToContinue reading “Process”

Burning wood

Quiet nights And the midnight stray dogs that bark The scent of burning wood Clay pots and runny rice On a stove made of fine earth I’m wearing my favorite cotton dress And peeking out the open window railings While the cool breeze touches my face Unlocking my heart There’s the lingering scent from grandma’sContinue reading “Burning wood”

Sweet sweet touch

Listen sweet thing; I’m not very political Or anything And it seems like you’re pretty basic And simply enjoy the sun, too And strawberries, ripe fruits, Chocolate cake, smiling Hugging and caressing Being close Laying on the beach, bare Making love and enjoying life. What else is life but a tasty quench from succulent fruits?Continue reading “Sweet sweet touch”

It’s about everything

It’s not about touching It’s not about listening It’s not about talking It’s not about you and I, buried underneath the ground. It’s about sharing every fiber of my being with you, Immersing in this life together Being stared at Being a part of things Going places, acknowledging each other, Holding hands and facing theContinue reading “It’s about everything”

Swimming in sparkling yellow

Swimming in diluted pain Swimming in circular, swirling colors Swimming with you, paralyzed Traveling with the ocean tides Immersed in sweet delights That turn acidic Floating with moss, floating in yellow green Immersed in bubbles, palpitating wishes and dreams Stuck in liquid, dragging, lifting Still in silent mid space Numb, gazing Feeling of love SwimmingContinue reading “Swimming in sparkling yellow”

Noori

There’s a beautiful bird out in a forest. She flies her little wings up and down the hilly terrain near the glistening, cold Himalayas. They refer to her as Noori; this beautiful, colorful bird. On rare occasions they get a glimpse of her striking beauty. Yet always, they hear her tweeting her silly, sweet songsContinue reading “Noori”