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Wondering

You came in and joined the line looking like a vision.

Dark hair.

Long sleeved shirt.

So debonair.

I smiled as I texted (it was better than shouting over the loud music)

“We never got to do this while we were together. =)”

And just like that we were transported to the past.

When you hugged me I caught that scent that had once held me captive and those hands that made me your prisioner. I’ll gladly be in chains with you again…

As the night went on, our conversations, like our friendship was seamless and candid.

I like this. This mature version of us. Free from the lies and angry possessive love we had known.

How handsome you are standing next to me, cold drink in hand. Eyes like dark pools that could drown me. I drank it all in.

When you had to leave, amidst the music, the crowd it felt right. No need to hold each other back in our busy schedules.

But as we weaved in between busy bodies and blasting music. My hand brushed yours and I caught it. It felt right and natural. Holding yours as we weaving in and out the crowd. In fact, isn’t it more pratical. We wouldn’t want you getting lost would we?

Round the bend, almost to the start of the line we came. We paused to say our goodbyes. You pulled me in and kissed me on the cheek.

Not good enough…

I pulled you in and kissed you on the lips, a farewell to linger and dream of.

You embraced me and smile and like a dream that had ended puff, gone.

It was nice.

You made me feel more attractive and special in that moment then I’ve had in years.

How queer that a simple night could evoke such sweet memories thst we had once shared.

I smiled as I enter tomorrow with that thought in mind.

Saying goodbye to my yesterday.

Autumn  Leaves 


Autumn on a spring morning 

white against the red 

as my lover’s kisses rain on me

as maples syrup drenched. 

Red and perfect like cherries ripening 

Delicate curls that fall on me like falling crimson leaves. “Dive with me ”

she implores “to a world we have never seen ”
and I sink 

so deep

into a world of possibilities

Death 


Death
No it isn’t easy knowing this thing called “Death”.

In my youth I found it illusive and mystical 

like the moon on a clear night. 

It’s not a great feeling saying you know it’s pull for some

and the fear of it, 

a gripping one for many others.
It does not seek only the fools 

or the weak.

All fall ,

when the Maker calls 

and the time comes for everyone

 when it knocks on your door. 

A mercy for some

and for the living 

a loss forever more… Death can be sweet 

in the arms of a partner

who has known you a lifetime or not. 

It could be lonely 

and painful in a clinical room

filled with machines and endless beeping. 

Nevertheless, I’m glad I’ve seen and know it,

yet I’ll never fully want to embrace it

just quite yet…

Who could when the lossing and letting go is the hardest to bear. 

When the time comes,

may it be near or far.

May i not fear it but see the endless possibilities of eternal greatness with those whom I love. 

Death will take me one day… but for now 

let me live.

Bullet


Even with bruises 

Worn out bodies 

A mind that won’t stop thinking 

A body that remembers 

Love is love….

When the day grows old

A rapture in time 

Strawberries kisses 

And raspberry bites 

Drown me in them….

Suddenly I’m taken 

Speechless 

Drenched in my own making 

Not wanting more 

Nor less

Just giving up to pleasure 

Unspeakable 

Spent.