escape

higher

and higher 

and higher still

deep in surrender

as warmth touches my lips and my skin

as  love slowly sings in my ear

at last,

In a state of peace

I wander in paradise-

only to find out

that in heaven-

the music I hear 

is still your mystic voice

your exquisite songs are interlaced

with the very air that angels breathe

calming, in my disbelief,

urging me once more -

to live.

Black and White

I remember
how I reached the point of no return
the day that bitter coffee
decided to stop working for me

Maybe I needed to feel once more
how it felt to cradle lust,
frail as I betrayed my trust

Maybe I was destined for this-
a tattooed echo of lost surrender
trapped in a chamber
of forbidden secrets

dust and grainy photographs;
faded memories,
meant to tell this story-
that of me
and a man with a nameless face-

and of the pixels that formed
the fragile silhouette
of our bitter embrace