Assignment #12 B

The Moon Shows Midnight


Hurry my Princess, the time has come.
The moon shows midnight
And everyone before us has already gone.
No one left to fill the space,
To occupy the time for a little longer.
You are mine, by fate and experience.
Tonight it is you I dine.
My lips have been waiting to drink your river.
I can not hold back my quenches,
I crave you as you do chocolate.
It is unavoidable, unexplainable, unforgettable,
Destiny if you will, I would, I am,
Or at least I want to be very badly.
But kind to you, I would touch you with the touch.
You know the one;
The one that feels so right underneath my hand,
The one which makes me who I am
Apart from your past memories.
No more mistakes, just simple connection.
We fit, or will, I promise.
I found you because you were lost,
I sought you because I was.
The time has come,
The moon shows midnight.
Close your eyes, my lips will tell you a story
Until sleep leads us together by the hand
Unto forever or the sunrise.

Assignment #12

One Second

Hidden candle inside my heart,
how you love to mock me.
You burn too fast and melt so slow,
It’s no wonder to me that you can never stay lit;
And yet I try to find the right light
to set you off inside.
To what avail?

Agitated torch, you burn the cobwebs in my soul.
Like a fireplace you bring me warmth;
But naturally you burn me,
You scar me inside out,
Do you realize what you are doing?

Whoever said that love hurts
was unfortunately right,
Although they forgot to mention
the brighter side,
The true and only reason
why anyone would voluntarily
kill themselves;
Because, in one second,
transformed by one smile
Can make all the pain disappear
and for once in a person’s life,
you are happy.

So go ahead, mock me, merciless glow.
You may continue to go out,
but I also have persistence.
You may keep me dark inside for a billion years,
But I will have my second, and you- I will mock then.

Assignment #11

In My Teen Years

What am I to do,
who am I to become?
Life was so effortless
when I was still very young.
Now there is a path,
which lies before me,
which calls me onward,
never stop!
I am not a dream, my mind tells me so.
I am life, according to my soul.
I am afraid of uncertainties,
possible disappointments.
Still the taste of happiness,
no,
the smell of it, lures me.
Family,
friends,
their fingertips reach for me;
I want to jump alone
into the abyss of my curiosity!
I want to dance with myself,
dream about myself,
and wake up smiling,
because of who I was,
then,
because of who I am,
now,
because of who I found,
me.

Assignment #10

In My Haste

The morning’s ambassador from morn to night
Shines in her sky and my bed so bright.
The stars have all gone to cry their woes,
Because their presence no one knows,
Since while you walk and whilst you breathe,
The world stops, and looks, and is extremely pleased.

I, so fortunate, and blessed by Him,
To wake beside this goddess’s ivory limbs,
To suckle and taste, and suckle more
From this fountain or more a river poor
Like rain from heaven, love you shower
So gracious upon me like a thirsty flower.

And could I ever repay you for your gifts?
Honesty and love I offer in my every kiss,
With lips, or palms, or limbs they touch,
Speak how my heart is true and filled with none of lust,
But I hear-by swear under your sister the moon,
True love is what I offer you too soon,
But better now than never at all,
Or worse too late, when my heart and yours have gone.