the universe broke open an
arrangement, a melody that sings
to the stars every night
and leaves us begging
lay our bodies down
and lift us up in our
nakedness.
but she,
left me bleeding
with progressive rhythm
and subtle taste of
her intergalactic lips
to die.
i heard the melody that night
for the very first time.
i reach out to the stars
for the light to live on for a while
my fragments travel afar
spreading out west in 49 miles
i close my eyes some certain nights
and gaze at constellations I’ve made
with cluster of souls that fit just right
with mine, free and calmly laid
i walk up to each of them
and feel them growing in fire
when they cool down I pick up those gems
and move them above and higher
they glance to see how far they are
and thank the Lord about
the shine, the scars, their dimensions out far
I see them sailing out, and out
and now I crawl in my lonely sky
missing the light I found
all but one sang goodbyes
a spacial rose still hangs around
in this dusky sky of mine
amidst the dark of lights, their vain
i still have one star that flickers
the light that care still remains.
the sun
was
busy making the
moon
so i
decided
to go under
my sheets
and
break into
stardust.
with my silver eyes
I stretched towards the
secluded edge of her face
stripped away some stardust
from her crimson lips
and slipped it into
my pocket,
along with a little
bit of
our lives.
she was once in love
with the devil, dancing
with him in the pale moonlight.
i saw her lips
pressed against her knees
as the moonlight reflected
off her, searching for
an escape in her
distant gaze.
she shone like a raw diamond
through her cracks.
her eyes carried the stars
and gentle scars,
a chaos of dreams,
hopes, and her past.
lust was reduced to the
melting wax, as
slowly, but surely,
she became soulmates with
the lies.
she was once in love,
she said.
she shouldn’t have lied
to herself.
i stayed up all night
reading your poetry.
the earthly brew
and the old and
faithful few
gathered together in
the sky to
mystify your
existence, your every breath.
5 cups down,
and my eyes drown
in the sea of senseless
fear, and words
and blurred images.
i stayed up all night
reading your poetry
and i still don’t know what
you look like.
I wanted to
spend some time
with the universe,
the stars and
moonlight.
hear their stories
and animate those
words to
every soul I lay
my eyes upon.
but there was
this fear of
moving in that direction
for I may lose
what I have now
and not find anything
except loneliness.
I took
that forbidden path anyway
and realized, all
I wanted
is to drag the time
out for
a few moments.
romance is
man flirting with the
stars and their
glittering sky
when he didn’t
know
about the great depths
of the sea
it was wanting
to discover you,
to reveal the best
of those hidden gems
inside you
when I still
hadn’t found
me.
All I want tonight
is you
to hand me
a glass of Jameson
to grab my hand
and say
let’s run
We are still young
and then
we’ll rush
to the river
under the stars
shedding clothes
kissing each other
and pulling on the
moonlight.
“I’m broken.”
She said.
“I’m hurt. Afraid.”
He looked into her eyes,
those beautiful eyes
that made the stars jealous
of the way they
shone
and said
“I’ve never met
a strong person
with an easy past.”
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