Something (Je T'aime)

Hours later...

When I am woken by the sun and you have departed,

I am still ease...in a place where barriers have ceased to exist.

With your kisses still splashed against my cheeks and lips

like spontaneous brushstrokes,

I lie in your bed, wrapped by the familiarity of your warm, gentle blankets

and wondering why it was -

that some, like you, have this metaphysical ability to break down every trapping that ever was,

and create something so comfortable, so secure, so effortlessly...

like this...

Paperback Snowflakes

I was blown away in the midst of the rainbow coloured streamers...

After they lit the candle upon my snow coloured birthday cake, and a shiny red party hat landed upon my head.

In a perfect world, you would have come then and piggybacked me up the stairs ...

and for all eternity I would be your little paperback snowflake within the backdrop of your winter wonderland...

but i still love you

Betrayal after trust

supposedly, there is a natural order of direction to all things in existence.
and if you want to move forward, there is only one path which you can take.

right to left
down to up
anti clockwise to clockwise

is the wrong way.

right to left
down to up
anticlockwise to clockwise

has been our way.

fuck me and then love me

is your way

Birthday Notes

in my dreams, I painted a picture of Saskia...
she was holding a green tea ice cream, standing outside of Odakyu

passerbys would glace at her, and be reminded of their daughters..
until she cheekily winked back at them through her rose coloured sunglasses.

did they see her?
she didnt know...
pehaps they did - but it never mattered to her anyway, because who she is today, may not even resemble who she choose to be tomorrow...

although she is a catalyst, secretly she is a follower...following her intuitions...like Katherine from Wuthering Heights.

She will play "hide & seek" with me - spinning me away from my existential dilemmas...

she is a free spirit...impossible to articulate in precise words...but she makes it impossible for me to not want to try.

xx to saskia

If I were your winter sundae & cherry, then you were the sprinkles of my summer...

Simba & Nala

Day is over now... time has come where we are madly driven by pure instinct and animalistic desire.

In this mental wilderness he is hiding in the skin of a lion, I watch him as he awaits to pounce...

Eventually he comes prowling and he is stripped of this lion skin...

~O~

Within this landscape, everything happens like it is the first time,

and it is not until the familiarity of their young bodies interlocking that they realise...

For moment in time he is like her baby cub and she strokes her Simba tenderly until he eventually brushes her away.

It is irrevocable - this bond they share... one that emerges so naturally...one that evaporates so naturally...

Interlude

In life, there is no such thing as the perfect time. When it comes down to what's good for you and what's best for you, it is easiest to execute with sponteneity.

What's good for you will come naturally. Whats's best for you will be a question constantly pervading your subconcious.

Bon chance.