Monthly Archives: December 2013

Moros

I do believe in coincidence,
things that happen, lacking sense.
connected things,
attached by strings,
placed by sightless hands.

A sudden thought,
A chance encounter,

Surprise measured by the size of that chance.
Happenstance.

where should one then place a break,
when the pattern shows a grave mistake?
should one stop.

then start to think,

that there may be a dreadful link?

Must all hope so gently tease?
And carry with such strong unease?
Must all fear, hold so much power;
yet
open
so
slowly.
fragrantly.
like
a beautiful.
delicate.
flower.

I’d stop the world

Invisible pillow talk, a world across.
We collide in our minds.
You and I.

How could we become, what we’ve become?
Without a word from anyone?

I can’t remember what came before.
I’m not sure.
Delusion?
Confusion?
Wishful thinking?
Hell.

There is no rhyme for love carelessly spent.
I know of no words to convey that regret.
No way to recover that precious lost time.
No way to give back what never was mine.
No room to accept.
Regret.

Terra firma en tus ojos.
Maravillas de azul.
I see you see me.
When you say you love me.
There is nothing else I need.

Must I say I’d walk for miles?
Travel far to you by car?
Must I say I’d fly for miles?
Of course I would.

Why, I’d move to China to be with you!
Do you know how much you mean to me?
Had I wings I’d fly to you!
you are my love.
my everything.