Air Cocoon

In the darkness, I think of you, of your arms I will soon feel again. The void around me turns layers and becomes tangible. It is as if the particles of air were rising up along my lines to try and mimic your presence, recreating an illusion of your caresses in your absence. Advertisements

Work of Art

  I am standing on the balcony, leaning against the guardrail. I am looking afar. A sail is fleeing to the horizon. A glass of Bordeaux in my left hand, A brush in the other, I let my passion express itself.

The Object of My AffectionS

You are the object of my affections The person in this world I most desire The soul around whom I feel most comfortable.

Once Upon A Dream

  Once upon a dream Tainted ties and lulling lies Torn up on the seam Broken lines, and bitter eyes

Destinées contrariées*

Intoxicated by the proximity Of their waltzing bodies Dancing without ever touching. Under the spell of her scent…  He is transported…

Mots d’amour*

Tears are running down my cheeks as I write this poem. (…) I realize that everything I am writing, I have said to you already But never enough, never that way.

川は流れる*

Walking up the river stream, water gently splashes on my limbs.   With a light pep in the steps I hum and turn around, encouraged –   I hear you laugh and whistle along.   I smile.   To you I feel connected. 

Future

When I think of you My heart flutters Beats unexpected rhythms   My phone beeps It is you Cheeks fire up   Heart burns When I read Even the simplest words   You affect me In ways I did not expect Surprise me   At every turn

Voyage

Starting Minds open Hearts tempered Enter you and I a flitting pair of atoms sailing earthbound streams. Just a touch Divine brush Just a touch Soulful rush   Fervent embrace Heartfelt junction Merging lines Breaking bounds Melting limbs Burning cores   FLICKERING CRUSHES THRUST AT HEART, FREE, TAKE OVER AND SHAKE BUBBLE WORLDS

The Third Tree

i- Pumped up heart beating fast, feeding limbs with rich blood bustling with raw joy. Excitement binding pieces of machinery programmed to power senses – connected, heightened, electrified – touch,

Ferris Wheel Ride

“You took my hand Sent me on a ferris wheel ride Driving to the core of our lives Emerging on a high So close yet so wide apart”

Lone Islands Crashing

She felt animated – her heart brimming with emotions, as if it were about to explode. The liquid joy coursing through her veins made her feel like she could take on the world.