Infection

I feel im in the circle, i wish i was as strong as hercules, to lift these chains, off my shoulder, like winter's bite its breath was cold, a devilish mold, i fold my eyes and blink, and think, i think therefore i am, the frail phrase echoes, like a wild fire blazing through my skin, a tingling sensation, truth is the only destination, seeing through their lies, are they just a test, is this part of my quest, forget the rest and let yourself, be lost in the moment, ego less state is my only real estate that i must permanently deflate, cos ego produces doubt, every belief has doubt, trying to keep false rhetoric beliefs out of my mouth, trying to be free of 'I', the invisible fake paradise, change your eyes, a paradigm shift, a change of direction, the cure to every infection

Painful sun

Under the sun, like a mountain, stood tall, in the midst of, the raging sun, the honest sun, the life bringer, I stood tall, salute, I go quietly mute, silent there I stood, recollecting the conversation last night, I sigh, enlightment im waiting, my moment of tranquility, tears of humility flow, the dams break like slaves did the chains, shackles from my heart broke like the delicate yoke, backbend, emotional descend, my soul cried recollecting the conversation last night, pouring of tears from every exhalation, inhalation the reality that love has never been, close to me since I left the philippines, another backbend, the sun quietly showed me its heart, like starring at the toaster oven, nourishing heat, i feel my life shaken, broken, now im making it up again,

Checkmate

We can play the guessing game, or we can play it straight, or we can make love in the living room, soft bloom of the rose moon, but checkmate, naked we play, our pawns flirting in the game, these silly teases, sweet like reese piece, fun as they are only foreplay, get deeper in the game, get lost in my gaze, time and space, while starring at your naked flesh, resting on freshly laundered linen, close the curtains, candle light as our light, I see your knight, and you see my rook, keep your eyes open, don't blame me if I leave 3 in the morning, without a note, just a sweet bitter after taste, but I am but a pawn, love and lust can't be drawn on the same canvas, my name etched on the mattress, a space on the sheets where my body used to be, all lost in a memory, I am not your king, nor you are my queen, and sorry I don't worship the bishop, I guess I win the game, checkmate

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