Words by Sina
(copyright) ©
Time - New Days
Walk With Me
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In the blizzard of dreams,
In the shelter of my room,
In the corners of my thoughts,
You say you are mine.
It's raining outside,
Dreams pouring from my skin.
I walk the seashore
Your hand in mine,
And turn to look
But you are nowhere
To be found.
And the dreams of you
Haunt me,
And desire to touch you
Daunt and taunt me.
At last I rest my eyes
And the slumbers inside me.
Will I ever see you
In the gentle time
That seeks us
Along the seashore
Of our dreams?
Be mine
for a brief moment in time
Your Eyes
There is a notch
in my blue sky
that's now crimson tears and sigh.
The crimson seems to consume me
The blue zone seems to refuse me
as the sun touches
my soul.
A soul
that is cold at times
Like the morning dew
in autumn's captive flow.
Still, today was beautiful
because of your greeting
and I was in heaven
as though
tomorrow would never come.
Life and stardust
time and minutes that pass by,
keep my desires fresh
as feelings ebb and flow
in a hint of crimson
in my blue skies
and your eyes
that have captured my soul.
Glowing
As the night consumes me
into some lethargic darkness
I want to peel the band aid
off of my glowing bones.
A gentle glow
that can only be seen
in the darkness of the light.
I must be seen,
I want to be seen
not because I sit or burn
by your fire;
I want to be seen
by your mad desire.
And I will glow
till the morning light
hides me again
inside some crimson oblivion
where you may never find me.
Oh please,
take me, my love,
into our forever,
while these glowing bones
knock at your door;
I may perish into eternity
by the morning light.
Tingling Away
My half-flirted poems
that touched your tear drops
inside purple days of frenzy
will never stop;
days that churned
your beautiful heart of daisies
inside out,
until your lips touched mine.
Inside the rain,
neath the snow,
and beyond your tender love
I stayed,
waiting.
No paradise on earth
could ever entice me
to leave your side,
though it seemed I was tingling away
from under the skin of your tender mind
and into the wilderness
of some deep sorrow.
No, I couldn't go.
Inside the hidden sadness
of your tender eyes
I know I once was your sunshine.
Inside the sadness well-disguised,
the birth of our love was no surprise.
I am yours inside my half-flirted poems,
my all-conquered heart,
inside my dreams
and in the reality
of every moment of my life.
For K---, For Eternity
Your love astounds me;
dazed and slumbered-eye
from your tender kisses
I stagger away once more
into my dream
of being with you
for the rest of my life.
My sunken sullen heart
pure again,
unsullied at last.
My slurred poems fail again
to tell you
what you mean to me - everything.
Everything,
Everything.
And the water of life
that flows from you
when we touch,
and every moment with you,
graven
the bright walkways
and flowered courtyards
of my mind.
Your Finger-Painting
My life is a mirror that I examine
several times a day.
Sometimes vanity,
sometimes reflection,
brings me looking;
but most of all,
there is a finger-painted love story
that rests so comfortably
on its side that brings me gazing,
aching.
It's a beautiful heart
within a heart
that simply reads "S K".
And only I know it is
my perfect palindrome of ages,
a starlit love for empty pages.
Sapphire dreams of her golden skin
keep my heart beating
in my trampoline clouds
whence she sends me to her moon.
She misty-whispers she loves me
to the moon and back,
and the scent
of her rainbow sparkled words and lips
melt me, and I pour
from my clouds
like a warm meadow rain
waiting to touch the shoulders
of two lovers resting their souls
neath the sunlit glow of a final love.
I thought a loveless God was my demon
but I was as wrong as spilt milk;
God's angel found me.
And God's angel loves me.
I feel her finger-painted art
at every corner of my heart.
One Wish
Never before in my days have I wished
for the same thing over and over again,
until you.
Like a sole traveler of sandy dunes
wishing for an atoll he once wrote about.
Like a secret lover wishing to become real,
a common man wishing to be a hero;
like wishing to know the unknown
inside a Fibonacci breathless number,
and to be a numberless king.
Like the confessional paradox
of disembarking dreams,
I linger inside a wish tainted
by the simplest elegy screaming
from my disappearing fingertips.
My fingerless wishes succumb
to daydreams of temporary forevers
and darkened hands that love
the bright lights inside of you
and me.
Some days don't seem new
when my most sacred wish
doesn't seem to come true.
My wishes are fallen shorelines
that have been tested
and finally rested
before the beginning
of some delusional time traveler
falling off the edge of the earth.
But there is a love
that once compelled a shining birth
inside your soul's forever dreams.
And there is a tragedy inside the vacuum
of a forever dream that is afraid to be.
But I could make your dreams come true
with only one wish from you;
The one wish to be with me.
Hold Harmless
In the eyes of your deepest gasps
I stare
with proclivity of my soul's lilt
throwing caution to the storm
as you give a smile that's you
and I yearn a life
that's filled with you.
Trace my scars
with the eyes of your tongue
pirouette around my soul,
give me a love that's true
a forever love not so brand new;
Dreams full of sparks
with me,
with you.
And the works of your glances,
love scenes
and heartbeat prances
that stir
every dust
in the corners of my being,
holding me helpless
within the roadhouse
of my dreams
and our time travels,
give me a life that's you
our timeless déjà vu
as I hold you harmless
when losing my mind
losing my soul
over you;
losing me,
finding you.
Cover Me
Cover me
When it's cold out
with your voice,
with your touch,
and the dreams of us.
Cover me
When you're about to say goodbye
and never leave.
Beneath this mask
that always smiles
there's a heart that breaks
every time we part;
oh please, never leave.
Cover me as I will cover you
like a sacred white cotton sheet
in the morning of your waking,
uncover me after our love making,
as I discover every hint
and gasping pleasures of you.
Cover me as I cover you
and never let me go.
Some Nothings
My lips await yours...
in the midnight dream
that repeats me.
I stand alone
and naked...
in the desires
that fail
to conceal me.
You are everything
that could ever
mean anything
with a love that reveals me.
And in your world I wander.
You are love.
You are everything
to me.
Daring
In the slow moving shadows
of a cloud,
In the midst of weeping mornings
and mildly hazy skies
I think,
in the lonely sounds
of a breeze.
Whispers come and go,
on the beaches of Kailua
I roam and wander,
torn,
floating,
hoping,
I would never be,
without you.....
You,
So daring,
You,
So craving,
You,
Wanting,
only Me....
On the beaches
and the teasing waves
of the ebbs and flows
of the beaches
on my mind....
Some summer,
Some spring,
some season,
when I am immersed
in the queendom
of your love...
My mind whispers,
Please don't let go
Of the love that has found us;
as time passes me by....
God's Point of View
Love is constantly shocked,
learning of my feelings for you,
despite the familiar wilderness
of god.
I said my days are wasted
when I'm alone, without you.
I said I don't want to be
without you.
You smiled,
and god was undecided
if to take it all away
or nourish my sacred love
for you,
like white clouds
of a new Spring
pouring on flowerbeds
of our dreams.
I said I'm complete
when I'm with you,
and when you leave,
my thought travels,
my heart unravels,
and I asked you
to be mine till the end of time.
You said
I sweep you off your feet
and leave you speechless,
and god won't speak
but has swept the earth
from beneath us.
And love is constantly shocked
By our tenderness
and god's familiar wilderness
inside us.
Flowers In My Dream
Kisses I miss in
every dream of her.
rippled sighs
raw glances
yielding dances in the skis.
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Worlds in keeping
in dreams I can not be sleeping.
there is an angel
high in the clouds
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At times resting in my arms
nostalgic in her charms.
gardenias in her hair,
evening primrose on her lips,
leaving me with
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Every desire of the skin, and
yearnings beyond the moral sin
every moment she's on my mind,
sapphire of love in my sky.
Enlaced
​
European bakery,
Birthday seraph,
Celebrating self,
I saw you and stared.
Coincidence,
you stopped in my world
and found me
in my quietly rustled forest fall,
where I lingered
on the edge of now and never.
And then,
you rendered it safe,
suspended,
beautiful;
ready for us to explore.
A sculpture
you made
of my soul
entwined with yours
extending
through the mystic passages
of love
to our limitless utopian skies.
Souls anxiously enlaced.
And your love showered me
in your velvet mist
and vernal rain
as we soared along
on a golden crimson wild berry path
toying endlessly
with now and forever.
And then everything froze.
Visions hazily fading.
No,
Please stop
and don't let go.
If this was all just a dream
let me sleep
for my ever
inside the sacred refuge of ours
between now and the past.
I don't wish to awaken
another day
Fervid Love
Dreamy, I am floating,
like a soft snowflake of a thought
in the distance of your wilderness;
I feel frozen in time, but still feel
your lips touching mine.
Ubiquitous, you enclose me,
cloaked in an angel's breath,
caressing my lips, my skin, my soul,
inside some azure sunset that never dies;
like my wondrous love for you, never ending.
But bewildered I stand alone
as time carves its stories in my skin.
These valleys getting deeper,
astounding rivers of passion running slow
by your distancing season;
you are out of reach and sight
in a veil of divide,
but can you see me floating in the breeze of love,
as your foreverness is still impending?
Take me now into your cynosure world
before my prowess to find you dies
along with me;
This fervid love is scarcely ordinary.
Frozen
I thought one day I'd live
inside our revered sunken valley
of green and plenty;
the one we'd build for you and me.
Oh love taker,
my dream maker,
you,
and I, your sun-drenched rainmaker.
Sun cloaked by dust and fragments
of our skin and floating ages.
And my rain washes your eyelids
in the eruption of some lifeless conundrum
that haunts you.
Your rainmaker, I remain, kissing
your swollen desires for true love
in the spring
of your flowing morning dreams
and the thorny vigil of your quiet;
I am invisible, it seems
just living,
in some other dimension,
inside your dreams.
Within my plebeian world
you were the patrician love
of the ages
floating inside my lucid heart.
But my frozen words
can't come to life inside you
as you sleep my life away.
Tried to protect you under my skin,
but you were flying a different dream, it seems;
oh dream maker,
I am veiled inside your world of trance and marvel
like a ghost in the fault line of your ages
in your abandoned rained-on pages.
You've sent me back
to my own world
in some other dimension.
Auburn Kisses
In the midsts of my tomorrows
will my heart remember
it once was beating just for you?
I stayed true
just to you
for so long --
You took my heart and tested,
examined emotions and rested,
my heart was weeping
like a morning sun suddenly falling
at the ocean's edge
without a noonday shine
without honing
the midday desires to touch
the fragrance of your skin.
You always said there was beauty
in my ways but your angel eyes
seem mercilessly deaf
to what I was
or might have been
and what we could become.
Your eyes locked into mine
ellipsis
every possible word or story
that could ever be told;
our eyes spoke a million stories
in the midsts of the silence
of our mind fusion;
there was no confusion.
But then the rains kept felling;
our gods of plenty
weeping
in our lachrymose ending;
the sun and the moon bending,
my auburn kisses once mending,
now forgotten dreams,
so it seems.
And now,
now that tomorrow greets me again
as the flower of our love is wilting
at the edge of twilight ache
my heart remembers well
it once was beating just for you.
My Angel
Lightly you grip me
in our world of love
as you pour gently over me;
warm, golden, bliss.
Lightly I paint your time
glittering diamond,
from blue and mundane.
I paint your fingernails blood red
in a world where you're mine,
between the gravity
of shadows and rainbows,
hoping for the day you'll find us
in the untested frozen sun
where we fall and fly
every time we touch;
And the frozen sun suddenly warms
every breath we take.
And you say it's me
who makes you beautiful;
yes, we are the picture of love,
and you are more beautiful
than any angel.
For the essence
of our flesh and souls to be one,
I ask and wish, and wish again,
for you to lift
the mask of emptiness
that binds you to a cruel past
and to embrace our treasure;
our future.
And will you ever recognize my ghost
as you find my craquelure wishes
stored under our pillow
in the shadow of gray raindrops
that couldn't resolve me?
Only you, my angel,
can save me
and make my wishes come true.
We Melt
Water
falls
beneath the trees
like
waterfalls,
on a hillside,
and I prance
in the fields of rain.
You wonder
why,
flowers thirst,
yearning
the joy
of heavens crying.
Wilted flowers
were never born
that way.
Seeds of desire
never grew
into anything but
what was intended.
And I watch
as the rain
washes
every spec
from the heavens
down,
You and I
melting
in the showers
of rain.
Mirror
In the world of a waiting love
moonlight brightens the dream
and sunshine warms the soul
that remains lingering
in some unspoken melody
of hearts humming
in wait.
This empty place
in my world,
this house
of echoing walls,
is waiting
for your touch
to become a palace
of lovers divine.
Like the skin that surrounds my soul,
Imprisoned in a mirror
hoping to see your reflection,
that runs through my dreams,
through my belief of a should be,
a must be,
a will be.
Senselessly I reflect,
a darkness from my lonesome shadow,
through the vacuum
that awaits your saffron hair.
In the lightening dreams
of our love,
I wait inside my skin
and linger, waiting,
to be one with you.
Last Time
I held you at last
Last time
after such a long wait
I held you at last
In an autumn forest on a hill
You wore a deep blue dress
Your hair crimson tide
And We kissed
And cried
And we kissed
And we loved
And we promised that next time
We would take a leap
And be together
Till the end of time
Next time
We wouldn't wait
And we would love
And be together
Against all odds
Next time
to be one with you.
Between Shadows
Between my shadow and my soul
where one would expect complete
silence
and darkness,
there is a bright
lightening world.
It is a place made just for you
where you can hear my songs
dreamily spoken
just for you;
Songs only you can hear.
This bright world of mine
was made by you.
Glass Float
Quietly embracing
the dust
beneath the window
of your eyes.
Squinting at the sun,
now well-behind me,
I gasp for the air
and the breeze
that once brought you to me.
Once, when you slipped
like blue velvet snow
into my solitude;
just like summer days
caressing my shoulders;
you, and you alone
made my days bright and warm.
You,
...alone...
alone as you found me,
alone as you left me,
once more,
in some abandoned sunken shadow.
Can those blue eyes trace me?
Do those tired dreams
wish to embrace me?
I recall your words,
in your echoing voice
that never leave me:
Just wait,
I will show you,
when the time comes -
I will show you,
how deep my love can really go.
But somehow
you slipped away
into your past,
and I, a leaf
in the wave
drifting away from the shore.
Tangerine blue
seaside view -
semi-molten thoughts
that can’t help me escape
into my quiet lonely reign,
hoping for your hand,
even your glass fishing float
to save me;
how can I forget
you giving your forever love
to me.
Did my heart die in your hands
as I vanished into the distance?
Still,
I wish you true love
in your ocean,
as I float aimlessly
in mine,
with my dreams
of being with you.
Just wait,
I will show you...
Just wait,
I love you...
and I believe
every dreamy tale
Still.
Our Atoll
Some fifteen years flew by
and you appeared again in my world.
Your eyes beautiful ocean turquoise sky,
your skin lavender and pearled.
Your lips were sweet vanilla,
and my lips wondering what's ahead,
seems only you know how,
the golden thoughts you whispered.
Your eyes and crystal tear drop
waiting to touch my soul,
desert spring of love in a cup,
meandering our own atoll.
You say you're at ease in my arms
and I hear your words and sighs
as your heart gently hums
like the tender wings of butterflies.
My Walls
Some walls are built
to keep the cold out;
To ward off the pain.
The harm that lingers
on the edge of darkness.
Dark shadows
that mysteriously move
from one silhouette
to another overshadow.
Some walls cast doubts,
and shadows of doubts
on the outside
but it seems safest and tallest walls
cast shadows on the inside,
growing darkness and gloom
and fears within our refuge.
A prison some learn to call home.
My walls are only built
to keep precious things on the inside.
My lifetime things;
my irreplaceable and rare things.
Looking within,
there is nothing for any perspective knave.
Nothing
that would entice any rogue to purloin
things one could save.
My walls are there
to keep sweet memories of You with me.
Irreplaceable,
rare as sunshine at midnight,
beautiful as a spring in the desert;
absolving my every need
and every sin in its artesian rebirth.
My walls and the memories of you
keep my soul warm
and somehow living.
My walls keep me alive and breathing,
until the day you come home, once more.
Breathing Whispers
Summer left me
in its Cowichan Bay of glory.
I believed in the depth of my heart
that our summer would never end,
as our feet dangled in the ocean blue
like pendants of love,
free
to stroll gently down our new path.
A new beginning, we called it.
Now my heart is buried
in the solidly soft cold
of the winter snow.
Your cards of destiny were clear,
I thought;
A Happy Change,
Guardian of Emotion,
Ten of Emotion,
Helper of Emotion,
Seven of Thought.
And I thought....
Yes,
I thought
breathing each other's whispers
and our burning elegant desires
for the rare love we shared
would never tremble
in its foundation
into some abandoned retreat.
In this bright lonely white,
I am a leaf stripped of green,
a heart stripped of love;
burnt out emotion
in the depth
of your frozen ocean.
Oh glory days,
will you ever find us again
in your cosmic return?
Sidelines
I woke you from a pale dream
and saw your eyelids finally blink.
Strolled along your side, open heart
and words of a book in darkened ink.
And I'm not a stranger
in your world of innocent desire.
Sometimes inside you, sometimes on the sidelines
watching a miracle transpire.
You take me in when you're thirsty
and mingle with my bloodlines.
But sometimes we travel so far apart
and on different timelines.
I want to hold your hand,
walk from mountain peaks to eternal shorelines.
I want to explore the tender of our love,
see what it truly defines.
And I'm more than just a shadow
in the dreams you embrace.
When you just pass me by
in the sweet memories you trace.
And you watch me crumble
from your mountain top so far away.
I'm just a shadow in the foothills,
the only place you want me to stay.
But I'm a creature in need of your love
and futures you left behind.
I thought I was that perfect love
you were always trying to find.
But you see me as a stranger
in your world of shattered dreams.
You only see me on the sidelines
of your rapids and flowing streams.
But I woke you from a pale dream
and saw your eyelids finally blink.
Strolled along your side,
open heart and promises written in red ink.
Silver-Haired Angel
Some angels seem to take
lives,
Some known for
taking our souls,
Some guarding the gates
only a few can go.
One angel is the dark star
of fear induced forever lives.
And some angels seem to fly
aimlessly in monochrome skies.
But you, my angel, know how to
grant wishes,
how to mend a broken heart.
You know just how
to make dreams come true.
Yes,
I dream of you.
As the flanges of my memory
tiptoe around the calligraphy
of your poetic eyes,
I gather every silver angel hair
on the path of my orchid-tasting
tropical mist, and follow the flight
and the sight of you.
Don't ever leave me.
Watercolour Steps
My loving words silently find their way
onto the lavender orchid of your tongue
and the tender of your heart
and grow the rare seed
of your crimson passion.
And I circle around your naked love
like butterfly wings stitching your candlelight
to the morning dew
with my seemingly vague
tentacles of wishes.
And the wrought iron gates
of your heart's storybook
unfold the pages of your dusty nevers
and the new sudden forevers.
I want to dance you like the rain
kissing your shoulders and feet
with every softly sliding watercolour step
you take closer to me
and my softly glowing
untameable love for you.
The spring is upon us, angel heart,
and I need your wishing permission
to share our timeless love
like there is just today,
like there is really
no tomorrow.
Light In The Dark
So much for pain
and fears that took control
So much for untimely end
and a restless soul.
As I circle around your wisdom like a child
So much for the dreams
that whispered and beguiled.
And nothing seems to matter
since you came along
With a tender love
that makes me strong.
And I circle around your night
like a blue butterfly in your light.
I circle around your love
my ivory angel from up above.
Fragments
Blissful day is over
and night crawls early beside me
within its mid-autumn reason.
It's raining outside
and it's raining inside
since you left our bed
for another season.
And seasons, they come,
and they go
across the moments
undefined,
and I keep on searching
for any fragment of you
to be mine.
And I search your pillow
for a strand of your hair
and any hint of your love
inside the midnight air
to mingle
with the fragrance of you
and all the feelings
you were willing to share.
Oh my only love,
will the pages of our book
ever reach a chapter
when you'll be completely mine?
My lonely love,
will the ocean of our love
ever reach its awaiting shoreline?
Today there were
so many signs
that some day soon
you'll never leave again.
Some day soon
You'll be mine again.
Some day soon
we'll walk
hand in hand again.
Today there were
so many signs.
Yours
Kisses...
glances...
lightening rods of love...
your passion touches me....
and I awake...
into some other dimension...
that belongs...
only to you....
and me....
no other can come near or close...
no other can love...
as we do...
in this dimension,
or any other
we repose.
I am yours
till the end of time
Calm in Madness
Days are filled with madness,
speeding cars
and screaming thoughts.
Nights bring wakefulness
and wander
and coyotes' howls,
and all I think of
is my beautiful shooting star.
Will you ever come to me?
Now that you found me!
Take me...
I love you...
In the pantomime
of smiles and aches,
of the deafening silence
and madness of waiting
only you calm my soul.
I love you...
Take me...
now that you've found me.
Unwritten
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My heart is a greeting card
of wishes,
My mind a playground
of swings and dreams,
And I can think of nothing
but the bluebells of butterfly
and hummingbird kisses,
and your lips and dreams
forever melding
and mingling mine.
Conflation
​
In the dark of the night,
give back your name
before we die again.
In the dark of the night,
My hands can see you,
hidden,
every inch caressed,
lotus, beside me,
as your love unties
The morning light.
In the dark of the night,
live for ever
in our universe.