onsdag 30 september 2015

wilder still


I tossed a coin
That fell deep in the well of your soul
I breathed slowly into your lungs
I mended your heart with my persistent care
And sowed seeds on your barren lands with soft words

However, stuck in my own well
Fresh air was scarce; I gave you all I could gather
I cared for little else
I watched my seeds bloom to small flowers only to die

My garden is wild, how fast you could get lost
When you leave to find another place to rest your head
Some other place to gather honey
Know that it will be growing wilder still

If your touch is tender and grip is firm
I might lead you further in
For now my child runs from you
Hides in bushes thick with thorns
I cannot afford to have a wanderer
Lay hands on her delicate skin

torsdag 17 september 2015

the same as always

the dreams came as a warning
and all the pain of loosing him rushed back to me
i loved him again, i longed for him just like then
it was the same as always
and i learned what had grown in darkness

deep down where i had buried us
it was a beautiful pain, like staring into the sun
it was a new star, that had defied the black hole
sucked inside it, i thought all was finally gone
but worlds had formed there, and i was getting glimpses of it
he held me, he whispered in my ear, he kissed me, i kissed him
we played on the streets and i had more than i wished for

i was happy like a child
i woke up, the feelings lingering
i wondered if he was shaken too
not a word, not a sound
it was the same as always
and i was changing again

onsdag 16 september 2015

and the rain kept falling

All I could do was lay there and listen to the rain
The dreams washed over me like waves
and brought you with them like a seashell or a stone
you left me empty to fill me up again
and the rain kept falling

lördag 5 september 2015

Lingering


I will love you
As I did yesterday
Unrestrained, seeking, lingering
You opened the door
Just a crack
I suck in the air from the other side
You are there
I feel you scent
-Open a little bit more, my dear.
I promise not to intrude
Let me see a finger, a toe, a glimpse of your smile
-Talk to me, my sweet
I’m standing right here
I will listen with a timid ear
Reply with a soft voice

Thus I will love you-
Until I love no more
Unconditionally, persistent, warm
I wait here
Maybe we will meet again
You wander around on the other side
In your own world
I know you are there
I hear your voice.

onsdag 2 september 2015

I saw what I am to become


I’ve trod the swamp of the slowly flowing past
I’ve swam with the high current of things that’s to be
But tonight for the first time I was separated from my shell
I saw what I am to become
A wanderer, an oracle
One tear for lost unknowing innocence
Another for the painful growing
Shattered parts connecting
Long lost thoughts crawling into my bed after midnight
I close my eyes and they creep up my legs
Snare around my neck
Mumble whisper words
So many words
So many threads
strings shooting out crossing each other
creating a nest
anchoring me to the world around
layers of webs
layers of veils
one on top of the other
I rest there in fear of my dreams
I lay here attached and out of reach