SEASONAL

You love like the seasons

The spring in your step renewed me

Your summer lips subdued me

You weakened my limbs and I did fall

But your touch foretold winter after all.

And you left – for what? To recycle a lie,

To bring forth new flowers just to let them die.

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The Wine Taster

You crushed me like grapes

when you kissed her in the vineyard…

Don’t you remember how our bond was fermented

by our nightly trysts in the cellar?

You grew on me,

Like yeast,

Consuming my sugar

Only to leave me bitter and drained,

Withdrawing your lips from me too soon,

Now I linger here like aftertaste,

Dissipating in life’s spittoon.

Delaying The Questions

Abandoned buildings.
Lonely forgotten places.
They make coffee with my emotions. Mixed, unsettled, unsettling.
Reminding me of my mortality – and loneliness
Like a shadow that hides in sunlight but never quite leaves us.
Reaching out, hoping for an embrace.
But I escape to the safety of modern infrastructure, the sights drowning my thoughts till they settle.

Reading Owl

She was by a window in the library,

Brown eyes turned golden in light,

A pencil-chewing, hybridized sight,

Eyes glassy from the trance of reading,

He approaches, she, unheeding.

He says hello and offers to refill her coffee cup,

She empties his will with her strange eyes, so sunny side up.

Making Love

He prepared her heart:

Marinated in her perspective

Thawed her icy reservations

Covered her in an honest heat,

Rising, until she was complete right through.

She felt like a flavorful cynosure under the sprinkle of stars above,

She finally, unendingly wanted a  taste of his love.