A handful of thoughts

I am a weak woman you see.
Forgive me, this weak and foolish woman

I have only learned to stand by you
Forgive my ignorance, my bliss and my foolhardiness
Forgive me because I never saw reason
Forgive me because I learned to rely on you
Forgive me because I see your face
When I close my eyes at the end of […]

In this part of the story,
I will be the poet, and you my muse.
I’ll draw my inspiration from
Your chestnut brown lips,
Your curved moustache
And lustful eyes.

I’ll float my words around you,
Scratch them out and tear them to shreds.
I’ll make you seek me out
Amongst a host of women and
Talk to me about the moonlit night,
Buy me roses […]

Under the bland sky of endless desire,
I’ll write your face among the stars.
I’ll whisper your name to myself
And savor its taste on my tongue until,
It melts noiselessly into the night sky -
Reeking of petrol, rain, perspiration, and hope.
That shameless sphere of hope
That encircles my city every night,
So that I could whisper your name to the […]

That long spring is over
And April has had its fool
Cuckoos to their nests and memories to iron chests
Have retired.
The wet kisses have evaporated on the lips
And the dark marks of love gradually faded
With half a cycle of the moon
The spring is over and so is the swan’s song
In my empty room -
That crystal ballerina on […]

In those crystal balls just beneath your forehead
I’ve seen my fortune
I saw disaster,
Shards of a broken heart,
Two bruised feet
And some fleeting pleasure.
I saw us walk hand in hand
By that weeded path
Towards the forked crossroads
Where we’ll part ways;
That lilac coloured day -
When I’ll rejoin life.