Month: December 2013

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DESTINY

 

Without your eyes
to fall into
and your mouth
for me to desire
this soul
would still
find a way
– like a compass –
into your center
and you would
still
find a way
like a magnet
into my dreams.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 16 December, 2013

I KNEW

I Knew

I knew
that I would let you
swallow me whole
so I pretended
not to notice
and enjoyed
you watching.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 December, 2013

JIGSAW

Jigsaw

Part of me
is lost
in a jigsaw puzzle
where the image
I am putting together
is looking more
and more
like you.

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 December, 2013

LESS ONE

 

Every mistake you make
is one I will own
with you
because
every one I own
is one less
you shoulder
without me.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 December, 2013

HAD

 

You had me
at ‘yes’
and I
didn’t
even
know
I was asking.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 December, 2013

CAUGHT

 

You captured me
with nothing
but your very
existence
and I
didn’t even notice
I was escaping
mine.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 December, 2013

MAD

 

each of us
as insane
as the other
– you, more so than I –
we both repeat
at once

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 9 December, 2013

THE CHEAT

 

I may believe
that you
and I
would be loyal
but
in truth
your job
is to
prove me wrong

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 9 December, 2013

COMMUNICATE

 

both high
– desirous –
in the space
between
our connection
waiting
with a nervous dream
for the red line
to be crossed

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 9 December, 2013

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NIGHT LIFE

Somewhere
beyond the outskirts
of my coloured dreams,
the Sentry
– distant –
marking time
watches
as my silent soul
escapes,
eloping
while I sleep
– awakened –
with my fictional
and very real
desires.

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 6 December, 2013