Saturday, January 22, 2011

In Your Sight

You awaken me,
dusting gossamer webs
and compelling my legs to cover ground.
Whispers you endow
embrace a newborn,
my ringing ears
sensitive to the sound of your words
and the silences between.
In one swift motion,
your mind enters mine
and I am entranced by your thoughts.
I empty myself,
my world in your hands
as you dance around the simplistic idea
of our coalescence.
Drifting mindlessly,
I live
but to feel the warmth of your touch;
my own face and fingers
alive, alive in your sight.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Breaking Me

Smile for me,
and your poisonous daggers seize
my very being
as I, your molded mistake,
begin to chip,
You laugh;
titillated by this sensational defeat
that, finally, your eyes can attend.
I close my heart
and shut your door,
each affliction fading,
my scarred mind
making you disappear -
with no memories of you,
I'll forget how to cry.
Smile for me;
satisfy my sore self
with a final goodbye.
Soon this glass will shatter
and red teardrops will cascade
down burning cheeks,
and you will have lost me
beyond recall.
Sing for me, Mommy;
hush little baby,
don't you cry.
Now smile for me
and break my heart.