Jade

Titanium rims encompass sadness;
troubled, distant, too far for me to reach—
yet you touched me with imprints of madness,
right here, right there, where sore mouths find no speech.
Deep in saline waters, swimming adrift,
I can hear you; I can feel you tremble
in lonesome truths, abandoned by time-shift.
Fairytales waltz—who do you resemble?
Between Hatter and Alice, was there love?
If only your thoughts were louder than sighs,
then perhaps the reticent God above
would unveil your oscillating disguise.
Tossed aside, like an empty memory—
though, near phantom walls, I bear you closely.

Platform Infinity

A stranger passes by wearing dusty, old sneakers,

neck hung low, eyes exhaustively licking the concrete.

Dried romance lingers on his lips, fading with the color

of his once not-so-white skin. A newspaper dangles

loosely between his fingers as if it weights far too much

for any average mortal to carry.

He’s tired, no doubt. Tired of life and its complications.

There he goes, tie twisted, expression as damp

as the sweaty tears frolicking against his pupils;

one foot before the other,

memories failing to remain like the hair on his small head;

a vault that used to possess the most brilliant of minds—

not quite Einstein’s, mind you, but one familiar with the

definition of “living”: adventure, family, air!

And now..

His face lowers into the stench of malcontent,

shoulders drooping with the stress of decaying skin

and heavy, lonely midnight meals.

Deeply Entangled

How many days do we left together?

One, one hundred?

None?

When they say it's time to go,

how will they pry our hearts apart?

I'm entangled in you here,

arms around your neck, fingers in your hair,

tongue buried in your mouth,

eyes closed in fear that if I open them,

you'll disappear.

I'm talking to you without words,

repeating "I love you" in every tear,

missing you though a thread couldn't

fit between us now.

My only thought is holding on;

my only fear is having to let go.

My greatest pain is the breakage inside my chest;

my only joy is in how near you are.

I try pressing deeper against you,

somehow hoping I'll melt onto your being

and remain there permanently

to be close to you forever.

I can feel you trembling heavily,

swallowing your dreams in hellish ache,

but how do I swallow you?

How do I fight the urge to grasp your hand

and run anywhere?

I don't care where we go,

because when I'm with you nothing else

seems to matter.

Just you and me, and all other needs

are completely, deeply, quenched.

It's not that I forget myself;

I end up loving who I am,

growing like a vine shaped by your

perfect stem, minimizing my flaws,

your embraces fading my scars.

I'm not lonely for the first time

lying beside you, hugging your soul,

wrapping my legs around your waist,

sighing sadly into your veins,

hoping you know you mean the world to me.

I want to be one with you;

I want to tie us in a knot so tight

that after one glance in our direction,

no one would dare to tamper

with our heartstrings.

I yearn to find a quiet place,

somewhere peaceful where there

is freedom to appreciate you

as a best friend, as a soulmate,

to kiss you softly.

To exist with you.

But if we don't get there,

please remember one thing:

if we are ever separated,

if we are torn from each other's arms,

if we never see one another again..

I am always part of you.