Unwavering and firm Would you stand Before the choices you'd made Misconceived they were yours truly Thus taking out any odd puzzle And wrenching it cruelly Inner tides and ebbs In a well kept, hidden place Swirling the dreams and nightmares To which we're all fragile Just might be a glass or lace The one to go Or the one to stay Never taking an oath Or a promise to obey And yet we stand Proud and self-aware Taking the notion Of a self preservation path That made us not care Or at least not to show the feelings We were bound not to bear

Years and years At fast forward, in slow motion too All the words unspoken Yet present and very much true Whispers unheard That crossed your path Its prequel And the aftermath All the lust Controlled by the must All the pain And all the gain That breath you take When you deep dive And the breath you hold Just to feel you’re alive May they be swirled away All the causes and clauses All the but’s and no’s When time pauses That’s what I see In the pupils of your eyes When you see me all amazed and carried away As the walls around us gently sway

Funny thing thou to find
In a glass of wine
Leaves of yesterday
Hiding the fruit
Until ripe under the sun
Distant corners
Of subconscious
On the loose
Fleurs d’acacia
And citrus notes
Drumming the counterpoint
To the alcohol volume
That messes with thy mind
And just like the sun
Never was to see the sweat beads
It caused under the straw hat
Of a hard worker on the field
Thou shall never see
The thoughts that swirl
Under this curly head of mine
But then time after time
After I let thee into my world
Maybe you’ll hear it through the grapevine
Never have I really been anyone else’s
Just as I never was to leave

Tea with some rum, please
Just enough to make a tease
And fill the room with ease
A glass of wine
Would also be fine
As a sprinkle to a light dine
And if it’s not too much
A coffee with cinnamon as brunch
That’s what autumn is for
To wait and long
And beg for more
More of touch
And sighs and ohs
Nonesuch
More kissing in the rain
Opposing the days that go in vain

Who can tell
Is it day or night
With their eyes closed
With your eyes closed
And mine too
And with my eyes closed
I feel you
Wrapped around me
Givin’ no damn
To whether it’s day or night
Tuesday or Sunday
Or any other measure of time
And it’s the only way to be
The only way to breathe
With the sounds coming
Out of a distant murmur of the world
We left for brief
Who can tell
Is it day or night
With their eyes closed
With your eyes closed
And mine too
And with my eyes closed
I feel you
Wrapped around me
Don’t break this dream of mine
Unless you’re here
Where I can see you
With my eyes wide open
Wrapped around me

