Month: June 2015

GENTLY PASS (HAIKU)

Gently pass me, wind;
share your breeze upon my face.
Rush, before you cease.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 26 June, 2015

APEX

 

In the peak of a moment
– at the very point of desirous recognition –
one exists in the present
only to fade into the stillness of
hungry impression;
to fade into the memory
of what might never be again.

Temptation, one’s new master of control.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 26 June, 2015

DIGITS

 

Sticky
and sweet
the fingers
of love
that travel down
in tingles:
a liquid storm
in nothing but
a rush of fire

Wet
and discrete
the lips of heaven
that smother
and capture with haste;
a halo so wide
that not even
lust
could quickly retire

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 26 June, 2015

OPIATE ONIONS

 

Opinions
are an
opiate onion:
they sting
they burn
but they taste
oh so
delicious
on your tongue
when you speak them

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 17 June, 2015

NO WAITING (HAIKU)

Temptation won’t wait,
for the purpose of its life
is to softly tease.

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8 June, 2015

THOUGHT #192

Fewer better options were made beyond the green grass of free will.

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8 June, 2015

THOUGHT #191

The brighter the dream, the more vivid the detail.

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8 June, 2015

THOUGHT #186

The wings of curiosity soar over distances great.

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8 June, 2015

TIME, AGAIN (HAIKU)

Time, again, bleeds through:
my skin, the landmark of pain.
Weeping wounds, naked.

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 6 June, 2015