deception

A CALMING STORM

 

I watch in retort
as you blunder
over causeways
of stammering lies,
hurtling weathered blows
from your
mournfully
tarnished
mouth.

The sound alone
asphyxiates me
and I would rather it hurry
than disable my
regal silence
with the screeching noise
of your
thunderously
garbled
deception.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 20 September, 2014

BLUE CRUSH

 

blushing purple,
the blue light fell on my cheeks

creating illusion
it smothered my warmth
and masked my smile
with mauve deceit

shy to the last,
my violet rouge aroused you

 

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