Raindrops

I search for your smile, in

the crowded streets

tonight.

While raindrops soak

the wretched clothes I wore

at your funeral.

Twilight creeps nearer.

The darkness searches for

a hiding place,

while shadowy creatures creak 

in every corner

of my mind.

The rainbow being long gone.

A skyfall with velvet drops

of glass -

shattering into millions

when they touch upon

the pavement.

                        

Admiring the wet embrace,

as it conceals any sign

of grief.

And simultaneously

Shuts me out from

my inner demons.

Feeling the electricity turning

inside the body, which once

was mine.

And being forced to remember

the whispers in my ear – the caresses

of my naked neck. 

Sensing you near me

as when we made love

on the hardwood floor.

Evolving into an extension of

your soul - even

your heart.

Being the puzzle piece, I

remain in place. I remain in the rain.

For now.

Well knowing; that you will search and find

me

Being perfectly perfect

For you. 

Sleepwalk

The streetlights gleam

in the freezing night - and

through my irises.

Which are painted

by the haziness

of a breath.

The deflowering nature; touched

by numb hands of winter.

This being the season

where everyone escapes

from me.

Sensing the anxiety of action –

I remain unmoved.

Though knuckles turning 

white

from the lack of blood

in my veins.

Feeling the icing pavement

beneath my naked feet.

Knowing;

that they are obliged

to the treaded dreams

behind my eyes.

Again, this night –

I allow my thoughts to soar

beyond the imaginable.

Into an inhumane universe

Of death -

a parallel to nightmares.

Hence;

My sleepwalk

And;

Your kiss goodbye. 

Contractions of a city

Rain is licking the leaves of trees,

Complements to my burning glee.

Creating ponds in the dusky soil,

Staring deep in the eyes of my inner gargoyle.

Life is now wandering the crowded streets,

Filling the world with a breath of relief.

Surrounding every hurting man,

Makes ebony and ivory walk hand in hand.

The core in my heart is now blinded with light,

Seductively from this epic night.

I am dancing through the solstice lair,    

Notorious sex enthralls my air.

Eyes now lock with a flirtatious gaze,

Though walking with a mind of haze.

Bright rose cheeks and a catching breath,

Moralizing the idea of love and death.

Now, let the sun embrace the scarlet sky,

Whilst the seagulls spread their wings and fly.

Hope still streams our broken smiles,

And the sensitivity of Copenhagen stays for a while.