February 2017 – Page 2 – Learning to love the silence

Intrinsically bound

Gently kiss me
Hold my hand
In time perhaps
To understand
Why it hurts
So much to love
Why sorrows loss
Is pleasures’ birth
For bliss and pain
Together go
With only one
We cannot know.

Beautiful laughter
Fractures into painful tears
Sadness screams silence

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Inspired by a discussion with thefreedomof

Please check out his poem in response… Haiku XI

Upon skin

Upon skin
A mark
Once touched

Fingerprints
Glowing
In the dark

Feel them still
Tense
Electric tingling

The memory
Of tender warmth
Now always known

You watch the sunrise
We both see winter
I see it setting.

Such sweet hearts

The succulence of such sweet hearts
That leave us wanting more
A flavour melting on our tongues
We tenderly explore.

Let us in every morsel taste
The warmth of which its made
Knowing sweetness on our lips
Is loving heart displayed.

On platform 7 northbound
I stand in freezing cold
Waiting for the time to come
And growing ever old.
Deliver me from ashen grey,
The damp, dark, city mould,
To where my love will come one day
In tender arms to hold.