there, i have said it,
stay, hover and come here.

alight on a crude stone, and
light up this hazy world.

right, here, among other things
i want you here stifling me.

is it true to feel for a body
desire through your mind,

as if i care
i may kiss you only here.

the night devours,
along with i, you.

i have brought you up to my throat,
you will stay now.

i will love you no matter what

that, dear is you to my world
i stretch every truth,
to a dream of fair world
in my moral shell;
i kill the mother and create
you;
because i love you.
i swallow every musical note
and strum pearls on a lost sea-
where we can hear voices
which assure me the loud love?
in a dream place on the other side,
i didnt know to lose track is to care
and killing cutting surfaces
and throwing daggers
at your true love
i will love you forever.
thus twist death to life
and save you from it,
yes this is the true love,
take me word for it,
i lap the human shrills
they touch me down
goodbye, you
i will love you no matter what
this is that no matter what
you honour with your hour
clear it with your ear
and smile happy for you.
truly,
i will love you no matter what.

the first line

the heart sometimes lies
and twists your arm,
finding you blush
whispers your humiliation-
on the hair in the neck
and cries pity, pity
softly clasp your wrist
run its fingers over
and touch my finger's nail
and feel it hard and like
the curious old thing,
lie.

day when you come
be nice to my father
treat him like a child of ill,
with a lot of black tea and
don't care hugs of sleep.
take him with me around
sniffing his cheek like his
mother who loved him
and he who loved me;
tell him he can see me
in love and happy
and that he will always be there
in a dark shadow that is in me,
or that when i cry it is a child
of one remembering old songs
he made for welcoming sleep
to a little baby girl.
measure my love
and show him how i rush to
meet him.

every day i know.

dead moths in the morning,
remind every night and clawing through, work
beside the sun to win over new light.
this is a new sleep with enchantments of entombed,
lie over, and let me prod and jab,
when wings die
they do not float.

time and her

Desire, my dream child,
Crossing legs over another
You have forgotten.
Faces you have smeared on
Red lipstick and
Walled it off strains of memory.

Desire, you crazy bitch,
rubbing off lust,
in a casual wave of hair
and moving silent still
even when you are not here.

Desire, this magic box
Trapping and killing
like a pigeon in love,
till eyes see only you,
in every shade of air.

let me be there.

If you could smell the air around,
And sense this ache
Of whispering love across
A thousand states,
And realising only through sounds
Happiness I alone can give,
I would make a crystal ball
And make us dance together
With the snowflake and the pretty white.