My Déjà vu

I saw this everlasting moment
yesterday
and the day before that
Felt it meandering along my thighs
a slender stream of longing
Snaking its way between anxious hills
licking gently the corners of a wet shore

A déjà vu that haunts me

I remember that everlasting moment

When I was silenced by your scent

Sacrificed my conscience
for the way your kisses summon my soul through my tongue
Leaving me to inhale the earth and its frustrations

And the hesitation scalding my eyelids

My déjà vu
I long for the reality
my lips I know are marked for death
if I am to see thoughts of making love to you

to its end
It remains a mystery to me- my déjà vu
How you swim within my mind
 as if to kill the thoughts that live
Such graceful violence-utterly enticing
Twilight fills my periphery every time
Nerve endings cringe

And toes bow before the invasion

The collision of two worlds

My déjà vu
the way you hold my hand
 crushing down on the shores of my palm
 as if to undermine the purpose of the skin

Every time we …

What a privilege-
What a torment this is

Nothing has ever been so beautiful

So dangerous

It is the banishment of all things known

I forgot what you look like....

I am ashamed to say that I think I forgot what you look like

My fingerprints no longer recognize the letters of your whisper

Where has the yearning gone?

The yearning to write you into existence --all at once

I have spent endless nights chasing the Napoleon and the Shakespearean essence of politics --a new found love

I had an affair

Now you punish me

Leaving me to bear alone the scorching sound of winter on the tip of my thirst for you

Leaving me to remember your tender touch moulding ideologies in the depths of me leaving me

Leaving me to remember what it feels like to have you thrusting through my veins, in poetically sadistic ways

I miss you –my poetry

Now I throw myself helplessly into your invisible arms

Hoping that with this therapy I can find you as I did before

A gushing climax of ideas

An outburst of metaphorically "orgasmic" sentences

Feeling Einstein and Beethoven converse in my third eye when I write you into the chords of life

You were always the right key

The pause before the climax

But this is testimony that I still feel you

Hiding in wind of consciousness

Waiting for me to be completely naked with you

To write my mistakes and have you make love to them

I have forgotten how to do that

I have forgotten what that feels like...

How you took my insecurities and bathed them in the Nile of your devices

Iced them with fire

Turned them into gems

I have forgotten how to ride that journey with you

But I beg of thee

Hold my hands

Make love to me on the leaves of peach trees

Write me and stir me in the with strong bold, blood filled muscles

Stroke me

Endlessly

So that I can see how you have matured

Let me feel your maturity ... mentally

Help me to forget the feeling of neglect

To you to me

Help me to evolve from the teenage love affair we had

And this time ...marry me...

Coma

My truth was in a coma

All the hypocrisy was too poisonous

The lies that sang in choirs during God's time was depressing

My truth was too pure

Too incorruptible

Too delicate and impressionable

To be left unprotected

My soul was too naked

Her truth could never be worn skimpishly

It was either that or nothing at all

To tease was to lie ....and that she could not be part of

My truth hid for too long

And her throne was covered in overgrown buttress roots of untruths and unthinkable transgressions

Her space taken by that which she ran from

And cleaning would take too long

She watched the dark paradise before her

Cried, for her end got closer

Forgetting that she was slipping further into a coma

Leaving eyes, tongue and lips to fornicate

My truth awaits its prince

Someone it can feel safe with

Someone to awaken it

With true love’s first kiss

Inseparable Souls

we steal time to twist and bend the strings
on the violins, for the notes of our yearning are too forbidden to play with legal chords
we taste ecstasy raw

we forcefully paint the future onto our lips
we drum the rules into non existence
you and i --the undiscovered wonder of the world
the masterpiece written and played on lava like tongues

you and i are inseparable souls
we move when the fire instructs
we hesitate to burn the momentary lust
we annihilate the time that stood between us with "maverick" stares


My Auguste Rodin, I am yours
Pierce through the canopy layers of my tranquility
Sculpt my tenderness with the rays of your desires --pure and good intentioned
unsettle me
sail to the east of my comfort zone
and shift the tectonic plates of my mind

quake in the most vulnerable parts of me
make me stutter
make me breathe in uneven frequencies
make my world your own
for you and i are inseparable souls

you and i ...
                   i will will always be ....
                                                          yours to have ....
                                                                                      yours to hold ...