Between Life and Death

Hello my sun,I have waited for you in the pages of this book,the spaces between my breathsAnd the whispers engulfed in the darkness.I have held you in my dreams every night,I have caressed your skin in your dreams. My sun,I have prayed that you remain bright ever.I have prayed that the darkness does not drawContinue reading “Between Life and Death”

Pure

It’s a fine line between death and life,in those threads of time when I’m under you,I feel death.I die every time your hand strums my skin,every time my breath stops and I drift on a web of hypnotised ecstasy. It’s a fine line between death and life,and I wish for death when you touch me.DeathContinue reading “Pure”

The Sound Of War

How do you know it’s war?Is it the piercing silence just before?Or the quiet blow of wind as it runs to the west.The sky remains blue,the gods unseeing.Just mere mortals’ squabbles, right? There is a split second when time slows,piercing silence becoming deafeningWhen hearts still and the ground shakes,graves in the making.Hooves split the silence,ClosedContinue reading “The Sound Of War”

Colour Me Your Love

It was not by the colour of our skin that our love was built,but my blood that sang to the beat of his heart. It was not by the ebony of my skin,that greatly contrasted the cream of his,But by the dancing of our bodies under the moonlight. Nor was it about the onyx ofContinue reading “Colour Me Your Love”