You must have left something behind

The heart-smith told me to see off your perceptions at the port.


But then, the city started feeling like pieces of you.


And I started falling into pieces again.

How you didn't run after me when I left always stays

When someone changes the way they stay, they've already left.

It takes forever to keep and a day to lose

The fable goes, more ships disappeared on New year's eve than every other day in the year.


It's so easily to lose your northern star when there are fireworks in your eyes.

You used to have Sunflowers here

The vase isn't there anymore. You've been careless with it long enough.
What now remains is that circular mark on the corner of the table, that tiny roundness of the proof of time, the speck of the table which still has the old color, because the dirt couldn't get underneath the vase. You can't keep flowers anymore, you can only remember how the wood looked when it was new.

Gravity of Love

I marveled and I wondered why
Earth walks with Sun through endless sky,
And waves of seas comes back to beach
Forever for the sands to reach.

I awed to see the metal’s charm
To hold a magnet in her arms
It surprised me to hear the song
Which wind and rain sang along.

Why light embraced dark in twilight
Why coyote called to moon at night
What made the prince and princess meet
I confess I knew nothing of it.

And then I looked into your eyes
And a wave of feeling, warmth, surprise
Filled my heart and held me tight
And made my flame of soul ignite
It’s a missing jigsaw of me found
That made me look and look abound
And i knew what kept them together from fall
‘Cause Of Gravity of Love now I know all.

Orange

Learn from Autumn how beautiful good-byes can be.

The portrait on your wall

Isn't it profoundly bewildering how we may never see ourselves for real but only speculate an image cast on a glass, or on ripples, or on someone else's perceptions?

Maybe we're all looking for the perfect picture in our lovers, the one that allows ourselves to be at ease with ourselves in all it's distortions.

The greatest debt

So many people confess they have loved with all their heart, yet so few can concede they've experienced affection and acceptance.

This puts the Universe at a great debt.