Tempus Fugit

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Lipped

You will never
Be wholly mine
The same way
That I will never
Be only yours
That is why we
Have to live each day
Knowing that we
Will never be complete
No matter how much
We try and persevere
So I guess we
Better make the most
Out of a stolen kiss
That forbidden hug
And those whispers
Only made for my ears
We better not make
Promises we can't keep
Because there will be
Times when all I'll have
Are the memory of
The times when I did
Nothing but look at
Your lips.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Lunacy

The sun-lit moon
Reminded me of you
Its pale glow illuminating
The profile of your face
And the lines of my body
The very same lines
That belongs to
Someone else

We both saw the moon's
Borrowed light and
Instantly fell in love
With its blinding illusion
I wonder where
Are you
Seeing it now?
With whom?