Tonight, i looked up at the sky
the moon was burning bright
yellow and orange like flames
had bitten the lonely island
That night i saw you leave
your eyes changed colour
as your tears dried, faster than mine
you said goodbye
Tonight i looked up at the sky
the sight set my heart alight
your picture in the stars
burning bright
The walls were on fire
Bodies were pushed against brick
the candles beginning to burn out
shadows flooded the hallway
Waves crashed against the building
it was the wind, forcing us together
the trees abandoning their post
blessing us with privacy as we left
I took your hand and lead us
into the street, into the night
i continued to walk, stealing glances
of our reflection in windows
I caught your wrist and felt your pulse
throbbing beneath my touch
i felt your need in that moment
it was like i could hear your thoughts
When you smiled, inviting me in
I felt my own heart leap
Never before had i let desire
become my drive, my only focus
Pulling you in, tasting your smile
I gave myself to you in that moment
I had dreamt of flying for so long
And i did, on your arm
It is hard to return to the ground
when you have been caressed by the clouds
but i did, when you left
and i regret nothing
For now i see the stars in many colours
i know their names and faces
and i miss your face and songs
but i see you in the stars too
Stars burn for a long, long time
and when they fall- we all watch in awe
Red velvet
soft, sharp liquid
a bittersweet taste
Lipstick smeared
rouge stained skin
swollen lips from kissing
a blush spreading
blooming like open flowers
across bare skin
the audience watching
holding their breath
with every kiss
with every touch
a new-found lust
an unmoving desire
a reluctant farewell
the tap of heels
unsteady on stone floors
oblivious to the stares
clenched fist
bitten lips
heavy-lidded eyes
fast goodbyes
morning comes
daylight stings
the body aches
memories fade
He fell for her in the summer heat,
he chased after her in fall
When winter came it froze everything
but he chased her ’til spring
The clouds were heavy on his back,
a storm was on its way
But with hope in his heart and
his heart on his sleeve
He braved the rain again
She said “boy, i love you too
From fall and right on through
But i can’t explain this urge for running away
And you can’t keep running too”
She liked the way his hair looked wet
When they’d been dancing in the rain
She loved him for his smile
When he was smiling at her
But that didn’t change a thing
She said “boy, i love you too
From fall and right on through
But i can’t explain this urge for running away
And you can’t keep running too”
Deeper and deeper, i fall
In love with someone who’s
In love with a song
That he wrote for her
That he sang underneath the stars
That he wrote for her…
The rain comes
Tumbling down on us
The path is unclear
I watch you;
you’re walking away from me
Chasing a dream
The night arrives and the air is thick
with lewd lyrics and a stead beat,
with heat and salt and sweat
and the floor is sticky from drinks spilled
The scant light provided
outlines shadows and silhouettes
which dance across the walls and floors
like spilled ink on wet paper
staining the night with sex
Bodies move together with slick skin
pressed against one another
Strangers until the first dance
Lovers until their last
Tongues snake behind teeth
lips moving along with lyrics
over bare necks and in their partners ears
whispering prayers and promises
Hands wander over naked skin and damp clothing
catching their partners wrists, pulling them in
stroking their throbbing pulse
exciting their already flaming desire
“¿Cómo te llamas?” what is your name
the words are lost in the music
the dancing continues unperturbed
any introductions forgotten or lost
in the heat
Placed together, you and I
I didn’t know
I didn’t know
Caught together, you and I
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Surrounded by pastel lights;
You and I, You and I
The colours throb and glow
I didn’t know
My hands grasp at empty air
I let you go
I let you go
I didn’t know
Who will sing me lullabies?
Who will kiss my sleepy eyes?
Who will stay, turn out the lights,
And sleep by my side?
Will i wake and see your face?
Or will there be an empty space-
where you laid,
Will you come back to me
Before i dream again
I anticipate autumn.
The season where the world breathes its last breath in the form of gold and russet hues;
where leaves dance on the pavement when the wind passes through.
The time, full of life, just before winter moves towards us, slowly, in time to grip the world with cold.
Beautiful and white is winter; the stillness left behind after the raging autumn fires.
Our balcony is ‘bella’; aged umber shutters open wide and reveal the proud Italians behind them. Their balconies are full of colour and character. Yellowing towels hang out to dry and mothers rock their babies whilst humming sweet, high notes. One balcony belongs to an impassioned couple, their rapid Italian sounds hot and angry- a lovers tiff? Another balcony remains a stranger, it’s introvert shutters blushing a sun-washed pink. The shutters of said balcony never open, ambient light turns on and off throughout the nigh revealing long silhouettes and nothing more. This apartment block had a life of its own in Roma, capturing the city’s complicated personality. Roma by day is an open armed, eager family ready to welcome you in, By night, she becomes a much pursued siren; found in the beds of every man and in the shadowed corners of every street. Always gone by morning.
