Sunday, June 30, 2013

I poured my love like water

I danced into the darkness
back then, when
I was enslaved to
you
(and the nightlife)

I poured my love like water
yet you dried it in the sun
It is finished, Love
(and morning has begun)

I guess growing up
means giving up
on
you
(and the nightlife)

Sunday, June 9, 2013

One, Two, Three

One
      When I sleep, I dream
       of monsters and demons,
       vampires and dragons,
       murderers
                       and
                            cannibals.

Two
      Then, in those waking hours
       as I lay in bed and
       listen to Chet Baker
       (who played all night)
       I turn to my left
       and dream of you

Three
      To hell with mascara!
      And eyeliner too!
      Come as soon as possible
      (though there's no rush).
       I'll draw the curtains
       and rest in your arms.
       Then, you'll only be a dream
       in sleep.