.Deja.vu.

Now I'm gonna

perform

and pretend you're
sitting on the
first row
and I'll declaim something

only you

and I
would get
'cause you
were there
when I was

conceived

you were part of the
creative process

And the lights would go off
the sound of the mic
fading away
into low keys
of an old organ

we were in
silence

the scene was
rouge
the fabric
the floor...
And then silhouettes

approaching one another
infusing
into one another
weldingengraving
into
one

.Silence.
.Still.
.Moving. Changing

Sublime

My trampoline:
fear.

8

When does
love stop?

It never
stops
it becomes
something else.

Freya

My poems
in
between
hers

lack in punctuation
the rhythm
we
create

is new
everytime

EXI[S]T

Pouring of
her selves,
my skin
overflows
infusion of
potential tea leaves
(dear Buddha…)

veins tingle
at the near touch
[in]experience
(grant me thy posture)

Eyes followers,
You
&
Me
leading
the army
somewhere.

My Choice

My pattern:
to break
other people's patterns,
and by doing so
I cannot
break
my own.

Caught Off Guard

Thoughts traipse,
collision of
our
parallels.

Admit it.

You were
thinking of me.

Weekly Budget

42 hours of my week
sleep,
approximately 21 hours of my week
catching the E,
30 hours of my week
too messy to think,
33 hours of my week
I am a machine,
42 hours of my week
what I was born to be:
steam.

Waiting

The bench:
I sit
Memories of her
my blood,
her absence
Why I sit
on this bench
alone.

Cigarettes tips,
smile,
I hate them,
smile,
smile,
lipstick of ashes,
Rooibos,
I kiss the floor,
on the Bench,
still,
on the Bench.

Libra and Sagittarius

Sweet deluge
of heart beats
(arrhythmic)

Melting of masks
but wearing hoods
(asymmetric)

Cigarettes left aside,
the only thing burning,
those eyes can’t lie
(atemporal)

Everyone left,
She stayed
(what does it mean?)

Couple In Love

They hold hands,
they stare
at 1 (one) another
“what…”,
they smile,
“what…”

The Lotus

Attraction
Involuntary
Contraction

Vulnerability
Human
Emotions

Trust
Nakedness
of Soul

Trust
Time
to Unfold

Friendship
The most of the Worst
The most of the Best

L.O.V.E
the Lasting Ovulating Vast Energy
the Lingo of Omniscience Vital Energy
the Language of Ovulating Vital Energy
the Lasting Oceanic Vibration of Energy
the Language of Occult Vibration of Energy
the Liquid of Oily Veins of Energy
the Liquid Orienting Veins of Energy
the Liquid Outgrowing Vines of Energy
the Liberating Option of Vitality and Energy
the Lasting Omnifying Vocabulary to Express...

Communication

Accidentally
accommodated
next to me
her hand
is acupuncture:
she strokes my arm
but I feel it in my heart,
some sort of natural
flow of silence,
the one that speaks
for itself,
the unsaid that feels
more than said,
the stage of just
Being.