Full moon rising

"Devour me" she said

and before he knew

they dived...

into a deadly passionate play.

The hide and seek continues

step by step further from reality

to where only one thing 

matters:

The bloodred scream of delight

Painful smile

You never said a word,
or even shed a tear
when we two parted for eternity.
You wanted to be strong
and never to give in.
Not even when you now are falling,
falling.

But I am falling too, into myself
and I doubt, fear and fool my heart.
Was this step mine to take
or did I leave you with nothing,
just what never was?
A hollow question, without a simple answer.

Turn your back on me,
I pray you do,
for your smile hurts even more.

A question

Why does it hurt when flowers spring into bloom?
Why does it hurt to open up, leave your soul on show?
The sting that bleeds, drop by drop
your life runs out of...
life?
what is a life....?

ask yourself, and feel the sting yourself

Unbalanced

The scale of life is out of balance...

no challenge posed,

and I'm "dead"...

I exist through flame,

through me,

through who I am,

and maybe was.

Do you see?

Recognition

You hold my heart

and bring me peace

of mind,

of soul.

Flowers of the present blooms,

despite the devastating cold,

without the sting

of yesterday.

Breath,

inhale

exhale

and dream.

Fingertips meet,

recognize

and part themselves,

just to seek again.

One heartbeat

and then...

your answer

Beat ye drums

You hear the drums in the distance,
whirring, rumbling.
"Don't you come here" you pray
silent,
and cross every nerve
of your entire being,
like a reassuring gesture
on your own.

They still beat, beat
louder every time.
Air vibrate, shiver
unstoppable force.

Soon they will be here
with all their strenght
and terrible glory.
Ye be warned!

Transform

Sitting by the window

waiting

dreaming

planning

a life beyond its limits

The soft rain turns into a storm,

a fight of mind and heart.

No winner can be chosen

in the fierce battle of life.

Everlasting seconds,

almost stopping,

but defies its scrupulous plan.

Reflect yourself in the deepest pond

of memories

and breath...