Our love,
a time bomb.
Short wick.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 19 December, 2020
Our love,
a time bomb.
Short wick.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 19 December, 2020
Take anything, but
– kill every emotion, twice –
just leave me my heart
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 31 May, 2017
Alphabet pain, this.
Loops, lines, and curls without form:
writer’s block puzzles.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 31 May, 2017
Taste of me, these words –
a conundrum to lick clean.
Tongue hungry, I write
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 31 May, 2017
Heart made for loving:
broken pieces raining down.
Here comes a new storm.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 31 May, 2017
Here, the last moment,
time stealing that now as well . . .
no tock to the tick.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 June, 2016
There you were: that sky,
that breeze, those fluffy white clouds.
Now, here comes your rain.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 June, 2016
I have lost myself:
too many words left to write.
My void grows timeless.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 12 May, 2016
Magnetic vision,
quite the purpose for searching:
two hearts finding one
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 October, 2015
Crawl to hungry arms:
inside, the love that builds dreams –
taste the chance to fly.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 16 October, 2015
Something greater (pain)
– dangerous to both our hearts –
eats us like candy
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 October, 2015
No strings more attached
smothering fate with kisses
than tasty white lies
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 October, 2015
This new vacancy:
the walls fit snugly around
where you last had not
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 13 October, 2015
Temptation won’t wait
for the purpose of its life
is to softly tease
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 8 June, 2015
Time, again, bleeds through:
my skin, the landmark of pain
Weeping wounds, naked
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 6 June, 2015
A place for purpose;
find yourself again in me
Here, we could be one
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
A target, unreached:
you, the destiny I grieve…
no back turned faster
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
You became my goal;
a target for me to reach
Let fly this arrow
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
One moment in time:
an infinite path to fate
always leading home
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
Mirrored, now, alone.
Fate has won its turn with you:
long, will I reflect.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
Free fall into me,
my arms, open: parachute.
Land atop this heart.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
Present, for a time –
loosen your knots and relax.
Unwrap yourself here.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
Stain my fading soul –
I live for your true colours:
my fabric, your weave
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 28 February, 2015