Sunday 15 November 2015

Speech Be Repeating

Speech be repeating
Itself over again,
Like words you’ve said before
But never really meant.
Once when you left me
I was not alone
My heart was cold and empty
But compensating was my tongue.
The liquor sweet to taste
The music dull to hear
Once I was in rhythm
The words became full clear
You said it once before
Some time in the beginning
All are lost who love you
Only you’re the one who’s winning.
So true to form and speech
Next time I’ll heed the signs
Those who warn in favor
Will never be full mine.

Thursday 12 November 2015

Bedtime

In the moon lit night
Across the windowpane came
The pitter-patter footsteps
Of sweet summer rain.
While the flooding light
Of the man in the moon
Left shadows across
The length of the room,
As a breath of wind
Made the curtains dance
In the melody of
A soothing trance.
Calling from the wild
The birds and the bees
Frolic from their heights
Nestled in the trees.
As they took their places
For the midnight hour
Silhouettes of our skin
The sheets to devour.