the touch of your lips
it warms my heart, body, and soul
leaves me craving more
Shall I compare thee
to a summer day? Thou art
as great as the sun.
Where should I go now?
cold lonely desolate blind
I’m lost without you.
The days of which passes by -
Those without you by my side
makes me feel very lonely.
none could run
or could have seen
what was to come
what could have been
a fire burns from within
what was a small flame
catches energy with time
it erupts until it overwhelmes
its crispness beckons your response
it’s been too long.
feel the warmth spreading from its embers,
sweeping through your body as if it was a porous sponge
a great force filling every crevice, every void
back and forth, in and out, back and forth
over and over and over
spreading through the expanses, to the very tips of your fingers and toes
and even then it’s not enough
it seeks out the parts of you that exists only in your deepest thoughts
illuminating your darkest secrets
your most forbidden desires
with your help, it unlocks the doors that you keep even from yourself
exposing you to yourself. and it.
when you’ve had your fill
it whispers in your ear its goodbye
and promises to meet again
that slippery, sinking feeling,
when those around you and all that encompasses your life begins to feel out of reach, out of your control
you feel like a minute, insignificant existence to the world
you think, if I were to cease to exist, the world will still continue to go on as it does.
I am but one lonely human standing here on the side of the road, amidst the clattering of women’s heels as they walk by, amidst the vibrations of the gutters filled with residual rain from last night’s storm, amidst the whispering of the artificial urban winds created by the cars as they speed by, driven by individuals too busy with their social agendas and occupational reputations to notice anything worth living for in life
how has life come to be as it is now?
how have I come to be as I am now?
how do I not be like THEM?