Gift

The way to my heart is under my skin
My truth is tied up in veins 
Concealing me tightly like wrapping paper
My gift is yours if you can find it
Underneath the sticky glue
Masked in tape for my protection

There once was a heart in a box
Knotted in strings of red satin
I left it there for you to have
But it still hasn't been opened

The Poet

The poet wears his heart on his sleeve
while all the chambers leak
Sonnets, prose, and verses bleed
It ills the poet weak

The heart's a thumping rhythm drum
The beat composes time
But when the music tangles love
The heart calls on the mind

The mind in thought consoles the heart
The conscience heals the vein

But it hungers for the beating drum
To pump love to the brain

Dependent Mind, you need your Heart

Don't let them see you show it

Lock all the chambers to preserve

The secrets of the poet

Apples

Tell me, what is Beauty for?
Inquiring eyes cannot ignore
A thriving thirst of no return
What is this we long to yearn
Tell me will we ever learn
What is Beauty for?

On Grassy ground I found a Fruit
which fell gently from its Mother’s Root
Such grace in parting from the limb
No flaws were noticed on its skin
For such a beauty cannot sin
What is Beauty for?

Underneath this Apple Tree
No Apple picked for it picked Me
To foster me in its delight
A gift to feed my appetite
Enchanting me to have a bite
What is Beauty for?

I couldn’t help but feel seduced

To taste its consecrated juice

To vulgarly open my jaw and wide

I punctured the skin and fell inside

I never believed I could feel so alive!

What is Beauty for?

Too ravenous to tame my speed

A blinding beauty will deceive

Once skin is bare-the browning sore

No longer mine, No longer pure

Once beautiful but nevermore

What is Beauty For?

My Valentine,

My love for you cannot be defined
Or analyzed by the simple mind

It cannot be measured or counted by days

Or sealed with a kiss or a cliché phrase

It’s not a teddy bear bought in a store

Or the priciest jewels that money can score

This infinite passion our energy binds

My love for you is one of a kind

Right here with you is where I belong

I cannot explain a feeling so strong

Our Love holds no limits, Our Love holds no time
I am always yours, you’re always mine
I love you more than words can rhyme

Always and Forever,
Your Valentine

My Hands

Guiding light
I deliver you
Unlocked from the womb
to kiss the air
Breathe for the first time
In my hands

Dying light
I retract you
Locked in your tomb
to miss the air
Breathe for the last time
In my hands

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The Bridge (Dedicated to my Sister)

The gap of dry muddy time

Has been my friend during the drought

The vacant holes inside my mind

I've always been a decade behind

Empty spaces filled with doubt

The gap of dry muddy time

Puzzle pieces are hard to find

When they are lost or are thrown out

The vacant holes inside my mind

I'm learning how to build and bind

The memories I've lived without

The gap of dry muddy time

I don't regret what's yours or mine

It's something I've stopped thinking about

The vacant holes inside my mind

I've built a bridge to cross and climb

I no longer fear the drought

The gap of dry muddy time

The vacant holes inside my mind