I walked slowly
to spend more of eternity
with you, and
when you turned to
usher me closer
what you didn’t realise
was that I was
already
there
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 7 July, 2014
I walked slowly
to spend more of eternity
with you, and
when you turned to
usher me closer
what you didn’t realise
was that I was
already
there
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 7 July, 2014
These long silences
used to haunt me –
now every ghost
of every memory
comforts me wisely
instead.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 3 March, 2014
It was like
you were something
I should not permit myself to see
but the voyeur I make no apologies
for becoming
had stripped you down to bare flesh
– fully clothed –
while I peeked between the slats
of fact and fancy.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 10 April, 2014
I have lost
you: lost myself
in the search
to find us both.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 21 May, 2014
Come lay with me
so that I
with any luck at all
pass into the night
– yours, being the last face
I shall ever desire to see.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 March, 2014
I can be silent
but vocal
if you only had eyes
to listen.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 18 February, 2014
every second we touch
leads us closer
to separation:
i would rather watch
for there is no end
in sight
to this vision
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 26 December, 2013
concrete emotion
part water – part sand
stiff and retrodden
imprinted by hand
unbroken dazing
obsessive addiction
weathered disfigurement
stolen ambition
frozen with purpose
externally veined
denied all surrender
exhausted terrain
captured in burden
expressionless pain
mindless estrangement
decisively plain
distantly suffering
obsessive beliefs
helpless remorse
escaping relief
painful receding
numbless appeasement
gone now, the bleeding
here, quiet, the easement
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 3 May, 2014
The words are there
wrapped around a tongue
as dream-hungry
as the one I have
of you
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 5 July, 2014
Every word you dare not speak
is simply one more
I would wait a lifetime
– in silence –
to hear
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 July, 2014
You could be made of
the fanciest yarn that
binds forever
your empty space
and you would still
knit me a reason
to love everything
you were actually not
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 July, 2014
my fingers
trace your outline;
every
hardened wave
and liquid curve
the perfect shape
to precisely enclose
my rapturous heart
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 July, 2014
There might be darkness
where there is no light
but there surely
cannot be me
if there is no you
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 July, 2014