Oxygen ThiefBorrowing your breathTo exhale myself-A reaction to your lack of air.I'm an oxygen thief,Stealing the mistFrom cold lips on a winter's day,Reflecting the echo releasedBy a tired train,Puffing black smoke.I killed the doves you set free,Silenced the bells you let ring,Ripped up the letterYou let fly in the breeze.Yet I still don't callThis stealing a sin.And when you're all worn out,I'm the crook that reminds youOf when you could breathe...Then I killed you with carbon dioxide.
Giving UpDrops on the tips ofBranches that whip in the breezeSticking to the edge of my eyes.The sun is drying them,Reflecting the waterLike windows and watchesCasting shapes on the ceilingOr in someone's eyesTo burn of the blacknessHolding your tears in place-Marking your faceAs the one who gave up becauseYou've been strong for too long.
End of OctoberSilent screaming, Running, dripping, scratching Down my face Like a leaf, But much, much more painful.It's graceful floating: A dance with the wind Whose wistful touch Caresses the leaf's face And it falls... Last in the pile.It leaves a mark, Staining my cheek, With a red paint Left from the day when The fall of autumn hit my face Then rolled d
After LapsWishing we,Like our shadowsCould embraceAnd face not awayFrom ourselves.This string, at our feet,Knotting us as one,Also keeps us tangled,And the infinite gapSeparating usWhile we do lapsThrough life,Still not meeting eyes.
Somehow, You Know MeSpinning, flickering in and out,Making me dizzy with an imageInside my head, until I open my eyes.You're always smiling, happyLike you know I'm watching.Laughing, because knowThat I like to smile too.And thoughtful, because you knowThinking about you entertains my mind.But words are never blowing,Flowing from your lips, to kiss my ears.So I wait in silence,Dreaming of that momentWhen your whispers escape...