r u m i n a t i o n s

the kitten moon
                           q   u   i   v   e   r   s
                    within my arms

                           like a phantom
               in a cabaret
                                 yearning for warmth

                     wearing guilt on the runway
                                           and whispering prayers
               as an afterthought
                                 before fading away

                          just like the mechanical oscillating
           of rosary beads
                                    wrapped around my hands,
                           resembling chains

                      tempting me
                              like a paramour
                                         with a secret

                      and even the renegade sun's kisses
                                       seem like a gunslinger's bullets,
                     a refrain of a song
                                                     difficult to forget

                                 you are a sunsetflower
                                      stuck in the backseat,
                       the one i ache to grasp
                                          as i trace the sky with my fingertips

                         and like the absolution
                                                you slipped into my coffee,
                   you haunt me like a piano key

                                             i ruminate over
                          the después de arder
                        of your memory

                  you have become
                                        a part of me
                      i hesitate
                             to let go


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vocals and melody done by the "mureka" app.. lyrics written by me..

absolution

every experience always initiates from
a flirting of daylight between satin curtains
and the sensation of its caresses
tiptoeing amidst the dissertation
of her mouth.

 

her tongue tasted like ash
and the blood from her lips
where his cigarettes and snake bites

decreed her drunk from

the kiss of his anathema
condemned her to a life

in the darkness.

 

the only light inside her room
illuminated the unseen things
that she hid beyond the mirror.

 

they say it’s just the heart that knows
but the mind unravels only what’s in between,
refracted in the eclipse of remembering.

 

a coliseum of stars hung in the balance
of the firmament within her vantage point
from the windowsill but, one by one,
they fell as the night howled with the wolves
for salvation in the shadow of a silent movie.

 

she eventually collapsed in slow motion rain
and the dialect of symphonies
escaped with her fading breath--
a misdiagnosis of a life once lived.

 

the emergence of sun and moon
in the tethering of clouds
could only define the divisions of love.

 

we lay here, floating in the air,
capable of only a fragment
                             of memory.


 note :
vocals and melody done by the "mureka" app.. lyrics written by me..

aletheia

i.

crushed lavender clothes my pale skin
as i bathe in your kiss
the sweet burn of winter
our song written in rain
lingering like a guitar riff
tangled in the afternoon light
eternity in a serenade
lips eclipsing in the stillness of breath
the gravity of a word
echoing in the silence
the physics of touch
the chemistry of warmth
an equation of your smile
in the abstraction of a whisper
the movement of hands
stolen by an afterthought
the simplicity of waking
a revolution in an embrace
medicine upon my tongue
the vernacular of the sun

ii.

we felt the electricity
within the push and pull of moonlight
a current in between our fingertips
a sip of rose wine
amidst the crash
and you touch me
at the base of my spine
almost hesitant,
waiting for answers
tiptoeing in curiosity
awkward caresses
and reluctant glances
soft light and muted music
echoing in the dark
an unchained melody
buried in our breaths

iii.

angels ruminate beneath the skyline
as our sighs lay hidden
unspoken in the twilight
"i could drown in my tears"
i say as i cover my eyes with remorse
"there is beauty in madness, my love"
you murmur, the tragedy of the forbidden
already written in the stars

note :
vocals and melody done by the "mureka" app.. lyrics by me..

c a t t l e y a

..the only thing love ever taught me was how to fall..

when i fall

what matters most ii

https://allpoetry-classic.com/poem/10185079

mardi gras of bones

your love is like a virus, quarantined inside my heart ~ yanie

c a t t l e y a

the language of roses and rain