Let it go
because breathing
is more important
than not;
holding tight
is for arms –
not lungs
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 23 April, 2017
Time Squares
SECOND PRIORITY
Love is not being second priority on a list.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 20 April, 2017
NOURISHMENT OF THE HEART
Nourishment of the heart
feeds a variety
of rising hungers
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8 July, 2012
EMPTY BOX
An empty box is filled with possibility, and nothing less.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 2nd June, 2012
REBORN
. . . and with every touch, another piece of me is reborn
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8th March, 2017
SILENCE
And I am left speechless enough to know that words cannot fill a void like silence.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8 March, 2017
TRULY FREE
The free are simply surrounded by ignorance; the truly free, bound by love.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8th March, 2017
HOW DIVINE
How divine
that thought can both
dress and undress the mind
without even leaving it
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 11 August, 2016
THE MOUTH OF SILENCE
Fluid
the mouth of silence
while the drowning poet
writes to starve the
mind of words
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 22 November, 2015
INCEPTION
Time: a purpose
built for frolic and fancy;
an infinite seduction
so exquisite
that it’s yet to be considered to exist;
a burden so nameless
that life abandons it
almost upon inception.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
TO PAUSE
Abandon me
so I may postpone
this satisfaction
and
for an irrelevant time alone
subsist on nothing
but my starving need
for your fulfillment
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 20 September, 2014
IT WAS LIKE
It was like
you were something
I should not permit myself to see
but the voyeur I make no apologies
for becoming
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
I have lost
you: lost myself
in the search
to find us both.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 21 May, 2014
MY PASSING
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
EVENTUALLY
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
SILENT WORDS
Every word you don’t speak
is simply one more
that I would happily wait a lifetime
in silence
to hear
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 July, 2014
KNIT
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
LOVE RAPTURE
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
LIGHT AND DARK
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
FROZEN
If I were the ice
and you were the sun
I would
drip
until there was nothing left of me
but a reflection of you
in my puddle.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 12 January, 2014
APPETITE
If I starved myself of food
I would never feel empty
because someone
with a taste for beauty
made you delicious.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 12 January, 2014
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
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
