Moonlit Night

Dark secrets hurriedly stashed away
Into the abyss of the silent night
Whispers of passion murmured feverishly
Yet the ravenous heart gets no respite.

Gentle fingertips descend upon velvety skin
Like the moon rays upon the glittering grass,
And as the wind caresses the dewy flowers,
I realize the sand has run out in the hourglass.

I beg for more till my breath runs out,
But the devil is not renowned for his mercy.
Yet those enticing eyes can hypnotize
And evaporate my fear of petty mockery.

So I set off on my path begrudgingly
Gazing back at him hoping for an invitation
Pleading for his sinful embrace once again
Knowing I shall never feel the satiation.

And suddenly his warm breath makes me shiver
As he is brutally close to my tingling skin
The wind teases us with its whistles and says
A moment so painfully sweet can only be sin.

We run for cover in the forest so deep
Even the moon in all its glory cannot see
The fire and ice forged when souls touch
So lost in each other yet still set free.

The summons of reality are ignored shamelessly,
And the calm night is unaware of the crimes
That two wicked souls commit so audaciously
Reading to each other these alluring rhymes.

Ocean Life

It’s a busy day at the ocean surface.

Waves at work, birds hunting fish, fish hunting other fish.

You think that’s all that’s there,

But did you know there’s life deep down, moving on.

Nobody’s there to really bother

And a few explorers have ventured into the depths

But they took what they wanted and left. 

Open Eyes

I want to write,

Words, come.

Sun, rise, it is night.

I am no friend, no saint

And I can count the days and nights and hours

Which have crawled on since I lost you to the day.

And now that you’re out without protection,

The sun will draw on your undying life and give all life.

But not me.

I have turned away from my own sun.

And in ice castles I listen to your voice in the sweeping wind

As it touches my skin.

I am in two minds,

They tell me it is in my nature.

Laughable, nature, I make it.

Promises to keep – for them,

For whom do these flowers bloom?

For whom do these eyes blink?

I see you in front of me, I close my eyes, capturing you,

And I open my eyes to see that you were never there.

What can I say of love that has never been said before?

Close your eyes, think of blue seas in the distance, plateaus closer, green fields even closer, the blue sky so close you can touch the clouds.

Drink this sight.

Then, imagine, believe, you are blind whenever you open your eyes.

My friend, now you know what love is.