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Let it rain and snow

A setting sun and her changing sky
The smooth canvas of the sea
Rolls gently into a silent night

I hold onto my oar
My little boat drifts to a lonely island
May the grass feel warm beneath my naked skin

Could it rain and snow at the same time?
I wonder
The cosmos fascinates a broken heart

These tears could be frozen
And washed away
May be my heart would forget

The fragrance of fresh roses,
Tulips,
And poison of a painted daisy

May be my love,
Like a flame,
Would burnout

And lo,
Smoke rising to the skies
For the eyes are better looking at the stars

Than the earth
Where you shadow I remember
Your breath I inhaled

A beauty I must forget
And these scars I may heal
If only time could let me

Another’s

How to love a man,
whose lips whisper another’s name?
A woman’s

I weep in my sleep
As his eyes look at the horizon
Over the edge of my pillow

My hands caress his skin
But not the tender fabric of his heart
For its another’s

The woman at ball
The mirror I looked into
Her likeliness like my past

When the night was young
And the moon was a virgin
Yes! Her moon!

Still young and bright,
In the dawn of the twilight
And the warm earth beneath

She lays in a bed of grass
And hums to stars,
Her voice calling to the angels

And along comes my man
At least he was,
In the past

Now a stranger,
Or another’s man
In my bed of withering grass

And with my tears to wipe,
I lay cold, thoughtful,
How to love another’s man?

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Poison

Colour me blind
Rip my heart
The devil in my ear,
“boy, what have you done?”
a broken bottle
Peering through it’s bottom
The taste of wine on her lips

If the mind could reminisce
and find satisfaction,
in the seconds of yesterday
But not borrow from tomorrow
The rush in the veins
To bury me alive
With an end into a lapse

torment and regret,
Love the way it hurts
This inferno
With hands glued to the bottle
A centuries whisky
A mind eraser
And a pain engraver

She lied to me
“Forever an eternity,” she said
But just a flare in the sky
And myself in the sea
With my head barely above,
My feet and hands,
Numb in the cold waters

Am a slave to the glass
It’s crystal walls,
And the scarlet liquid,
Contained inside
“Pour me some more,”
Need to breath
With a poison, in my mind

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Hands and dreams

Blood on my hands
sweat in my dreams
battling a falling eye
fright of hell’s phantoms

Guns in my hands
shots in my dreams
bleeding a deafened ear
howls of slain souls

Dirt on my hands
graves in my dreams
suffocating a broken nose
bones of rotting flesh

Nails on my hands
wounds in my dreams
scratching a plagued skin
peels of flesh beneath

And the cocaine in my hands
fantasies of my dreams
feeding a dry lip
relief of yesterday’s WAR

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