8.07pm

Listening to the falling sands the muses reflection guides me

The clack clack of the overhead fan 

Is only drowned out by the cycling of the aircon 

Cooling a tepid body in need of reprise

Searching for solace as a mind screams in the colour blue

Smatterings of black shaded in darker shades of black

Smeared on the walls now

Clack clack

You shouldn't see me like this

A trembling hand reached for the light switch

Located next to the door as thousands

No millions 

Of fingerprint etched switches found elsewhere outside of this room

I seem to remember the sun as it peered from the cracks in the sky

It warmed Im sure

Fading as a memory given no love

This heart beats still a silent tattoo

Coursing acid through veins long since collapsed

Nails grotesquely curl uncut for millennia

Yesterday was only then 

Or was it a lifetime ago

I forget

 

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I dance in your love

The sweet muse inspires a song

I raise one eyebrow

And want to know why

I dance in your shadow

But you don't dance in mine

 

Watch you pick flowers

On a bright summers day

I see that your lonesome

As you walk away

 

Many a time

I have sat on my own

Listening quiet closely

Hidden by sun

 

If you were to know me

And me to know you

Would you look at me different

As I look at you

 

We pass in the night

Just barely a touch

Your presence is near

But is that nearly enough

 

If time where to stand still

If only a while

I would tattoo my name

Into fragments of you

 

Could I count love

In the palm of a hand

Answer quite slowly

Allow me to carve it a brand

 

Stealing a kiss

Through the breeze I would drift

Bury me close by

If I were to die

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

 

 

 

 

Quiet

I stroke the muses hair gently

Its in the solitude when I need the voices

A whisper in my ear

Shhhhhh

A vagrant mind conjures fears

The chatter soothes

Lessons anxieties

Complex

Time drifts to sleep

But I cannot sleep

I wait

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini