Thursday, January 12, 2012

Death's Shore

Sea of life –
            Laps at the dead shore.
And that's where I lay.

            My boat sunk.
And I washed up here.
            Where the black sand is dull
Next to clear blue water.
    Warm and glittering.

My toes bury in the ground,
                        I look out.

Wanting,
            Wishing..
                         to be rescued.

Our Hands

My hands...
Small.
Compared to
your hands
and
your hands,
strong.
As they hold mine.

You protect me,
And always I'm yours.
Every kiss,
Every embrace.
My heart loves.
My lips smile.
You give me strength.
You give me life.

My hands...
warm.
Inside yours

Our hands...
together.

Nuestras Manos

Mis manos...
Pequeñas
comparadas con
tus manos
y
tus manos...
fuertes
como tú de tienes

me proteges
y siempre soy tuya
cada beso
cada abrazo
mi corazón ama
mis labios sonrien
tú me das fortalefa
tú me das vida

mis manos...
caliente
dentro de tuyas

Nuestras manos...
juevas.

Blindsided

Can I really trust you won't do it again?
Especially since you hide so much from me.
Did you really expect me to remain your friend?
When you clearly thought I couldn't see.