Its not the pale moon that excites me...

...That thrills and delights me
Oh no
It's just the nearness of you
It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation
Oh no
It's just the nearness of you
(Norah Jones, "The Nearness of You")

Something different today..

Always biding my time
until you're in my arms again
Never satisfied, my soul aches
with only your body
to slake its insatiable thirst
Our figures melting fast,
only serve to blur boundaries
Time suddenly marked
by the beating of our hearts
Keeping time until we part,
I survive on the love
painted across your face

Again, for anyone interested in listening to Norah Jones here is the link..

Just a random thought

I suddenly remembered why I stick to free verse poetry..

Start building and tear your curtains down...

...for sunlight is like gold. (Glen Hansard, "Gold")

Pensive this morning. Watching the sunrise and drinking coffee. My day is ending, so I will leave you with one of my poems:

Slumbering, faraway places come to be
alien landscapes, people I will never meet
Cant stop running there
making blurs out of reality
Everything I know dissolves
Turns into a false existential blanket
wrapping myself up in it
Never to leave
Suffocating, dying, nirvana
Awakening as if emerging from a nocturnal ocean
only want to exist
gasping, choking, finally breathing
Lost in my own subconscious
My only beacon, a vacated lighthouse
I drift along on water with no current
wake me when I reach Golden Country.

That will have to do for the inaugural post, hopefully more to come. Oh and if you would like to listen to the song "Gold" mentioned above, just follow the link..