Pricks

From a certain angle
even the most dangerous ones
seem beautiful
And yes, beauty resides inside pain
but won’t be held
in an embrace there
or caressed with gentle hands
or kissed with generous lips
Those sharp edged tools
only serve you humility
in a moment where comfort
was out of your control
and you thought you could handle it gracefully
despite being pricked before
you can’t pretend that pain is love
at least not for too long

The theme is me

It’s my love story

The lover may change

Change me

Leave change

I remain

As the moon

I rise

I slowly cover myself

I spell over the ocean

And become the sky

All at once in the eye

I get lonely here

illuminating

And Venus is near so, we have a little chat

about the Sun and his heavy weight glow

How it’s hard to leave his warmth

And that I’m forever in this dance

Bowing

Drenched in stars

How he saunters in a salsa or two only when he remembers his soul as a star

The forever star

But he never stays long

I remain

as my place is in the night

The solo job

The sea and me always have a connection as with other feminine graces

The sun, only gets to see me in his reflection

Plantain smoke

You cooking in my tiny apartment

The rooster crowing

I’m not going to make it to work

If I don’t go to sleep

But how you come behind me

kiss me on the neck

Lay me down hold me so close

to your heart

to your beating heart.

My cheek on your chest

some silver on your temples

My happiness for you

Can we understand without the words

I’m afraid I’ll be greedy want all of you

While not giving all of me

I’m selfish

I want more than I can hold

I want you to understand me without words

I want to see you for who you are

Accept you with loving arms

Be unafraid of laying down my armor

While you honorably love me

I want to take off my warrior cloak and shield

Laugh with my face in your neck

Save my body for you.

Become a garden

Not a tragedy

Blossom loyalty

Art by Joyce Lee unknown Music clip

Art by Joyce Lee unknown Music clip