I think that if you were to crack my ribs
If you were to peel back my skin and cleave apart the muscle and cartilage and bone
Let me bleed as you dig your fingers into the cavity of my chest, clutch my heart, and pull,
If you were to take it and cut it into a million tiny pieces,
You would find a little red door
With an old brass handle.
The door would open to a room the color of merlot wine
With cherry hardwood floors.
It has yellow paper stars on the rich walls
And glossy guitars
......
Thinking about the one I saw in my imagination,
A kiss carried by the east wind,
Shook my body, trembled my existence.
In the garden, I dozed off in her chest,
Her words engraved in my soul,
Her lips sealed in my aching heart.
Her eyes are the color of the moon,
Her body has the complexion of the sea.
Her lips taste sweeter than wine,
Her hair is black as the night.
I'm neither a friend nor a lover,
I'm a specter inside her chest.
Her cold gaze haunts me,
The walls are crumbling in me.
In the depths of longing, where emotions intertwine,
A tangle of contradictions, a delicate design.
My heart, a stubborn rebel, yearns for his affection,
While my weary mind resists, seeking its own protection.
Entwined in memories, like whispers through the breeze,
The touch of his fingertips, the way he put me at ease.
My heart reminisces, still besotted by his charm,
But my weary mind cautions, knowing it'll only bring harm.
......
I yearned for another,
Who wasn’t you,
But she wasn’t there,
Unlike you,
At a long lost party
In old Cambridge town.
Did I fall
Just a little for you,
While longing for another,
......
In the silence of my time,
You came and turned my world upside down.
O girl, let us stop and weep,
For we saw each other on the marble stairs,
Let us go home and kiss.
In the silence of my time
I felt your body against mine.
You shone like a diamond,
You flew like a swan,
......
Thinking about the one I saw in my imagination,
A kiss carried by the east wind,
Shook my body, trembled my existence.
In the garden, I dozed off in her chest,
Her words engraved in my soul,
Her lips sealed in my aching heart.
Her eyes are the color of the moon,
Her body has the complexion of the sea.
Her lips taste sweeter than wine,
Her hair is black as the night.
I'm neither a friend nor a lover,
I'm a specter inside her chest.
Her cold gaze haunts me,
The walls are crumbling in me.
It sprouted from unseeming waters
Grew so large making me afraid
Afraid of ever loosing it
The thought of it suffocating
But hope I have
Of a long journey together
One which is neverending
From seconds to years
Treasuring the time spent
And memories never to be lent
......
How long will I live with this?
My heartaches are too much
Every day I wake up with numbness
And every night, I end up in tears
On my pillow
There's nothing new about this
It happens day after day
Only a voice will wake my happiness
If it is yours, please, let it be so