A Mystery ( not to be known)

You, The dream I had often held
like a child holds a curiosity.
Dark eyes and deep thoughts
like some unknown mystery.

What I would give to feel you.
to know your hallowed pain.
To live each moment washed
ashore, drenched in the rain.

What would I do to know your
story and touch your secrets.
I would relish them, taste them
like your kiss upon my lips.

The story of a man, a legend left
in a bitter, crumbling old shell.
You are but a fragment of that
which makes you so very real.

OH! But you live with this passion
you live your dream, be it dark.
I long to feel your words, let them
settle like weights upon my heart.

They look upon your soul with a
gaze of fear and selfish contempt.
And I wonder, Why do they ask who
you are instead of where you went.

Maybe I'm misguided, naive and a
bit silly to search for your reprieve.
yet I know, I have seen the angel
in black that only you could be.

So I stand on shaking ground you
give no hints of how far I may go.
Have I crossed a border drawn a
line of which only you would know?

And time dwindles, wasting away.
I shall move , fade then disappear.
With not a word, gesture nor motion
left quiet the words I long to hear.

I will leave but a solatairy tear to
mourn for the man I did not know.
Who kept his heart. Kept his dream
to none, not I would he ever show.

He will become a moment of which
I will never want to leave to time.
He would only speak in riddles. I
think, if only he had spoke in rhyme.

Between Worlds

Somewhere between worlds I enjoyed
the companionship of your touch.
And you eyed my purple scarf with
the look of a Mischievous cat.

Somewhere between worlds I melted
in your poetic lingering kisses.
While your hands brushed the sides of
my shirt, hands with curiosity.

On a bus ride one day I collided with
your envious stare, I am struck.
A train wreck waiting to happen you look
like a pigeon with ingenious vows.

I had forgotten your name, but it spills
from requited lips, like a hymnal.
And your gaze of sky and snow locks
into my stare of utter disbelief.

My mind wonders to the moment when I
knew you and you knew my love.
When bodies touched in an impatient rage
quickening like a lightening bolt.

At dawn I slipped down stairs of shadowed
welcome and so I left you to dream.
I have forgotten your crazy ideals and trivial
games of introspect, want and worry.

Until that fateful bus accident where I was
entangled in metal and emotion.
Where your kiss slid off my lips like the words
to a smooth orchestral interlude.

Somewhere between worlds I knew you like no
other had ever known you before.
Silky skin breathing a vast field of complacent
colors. Touching my fingers and lips.

Somewhere between worlds, you were not a
stranger. You were mine alone.
Your thoughts,your hopes. And while no one
made a sound, we said it all.