Feel at home
Kisses kept in the heart.
So sacred
Flammable.
So wanting.
Careless.
I'm tired of using poems to express my love for you.
So I'm just going to use two words. You know what they are. Those words will always remain in our minds. In our hearts. In our soul.
What will I do?
No. None of this. Let's run up and down the hill until we're out of breath. Until joy and freedom overwhelms us.
We will lay down under the trees which shades us from the sun. The fireball.
It will bow down. Our love is stronger. Roots are growing deeper. Leafs are growing greener. Fresh. New. With life.
My dear, I can't get it off my head. Nevermind. I am going crazy regardless whether you're conscious or not.
Just breathe. I tell myself as the song fill my ears and end.
You are forever my gajar kasut. I am your's.
~ I search no longer
Mobile
A beautiful awakening
set the sun in the center.
Ocean.
What could be more ravishing than this?
A beautiful slumber
set the moon in the low.
Touch.
What could be more desirable than this?
A beautiful dream
set the stars in the palm.
Signs.
What could be more surreal?
Everything. Us.
Armchair
Sit here,
sit here and you shall be whole.
sit here and all is good.
sit here with me, without me, it doesn't matter.
this chair is yours
sit, rock and sway.
this chair is comfortable
this armchair is plush and soft, but the rails are hard.
this armchair is velvet and hairy, suede at best...
rest..
-armchair
Hold
like striking the perfect note from a stradivarius,
like running ur fingers down the neck of a rarity.
like swimming down a violent river,
with the grace of the cod.
to cradle like glass through the winds,
like balance on an earthquake.
this woman's body,
every inch, every mile of skin is strummed...
-Sir Benjamin
Come forth
The clown is a clown,
the clown remains a clown.
such a beautiful smile.
it's a shame the things he hides behind it.
laughter is the best medicine,
the clown is a doctor.
the clown is sick.
such a shame.
- smile
