Cold

Winter is here, I can tell
The lost stories forgotten echo
They speak of us,
the stream flowing down the road reminds me, of you.
Of all that I wish to forget, maybe this heart shall not know
For it forgets ignorance is bliss
On some hung tune of the winter wind
come to my window, look through,
watch me lay awake in my bed
wide awake, in thoughts of you,
Sleepless, like a forgotten fire, in embers, about to die
and death only makes me wait longer
maybe you shall never come visit
if you do, do draw those funny faces on the frosty panes
bless the ground with your shadow,
gently tread on my porch and whisper through the keyhole
let me writhe in your pain, make me think its a dream
so that i can fool myself of sleep
Swirl the air , let your locks enchant it
and then when you have cast your spell yet again
vanish as the melting snow, on some warm winter morning
only to grip me in its cold again.

Distance

You said something, I didn't hear

You complain that the love seems gone

I shall not react, ask why or feel

I am gone somewhere, far into a land unknown

I have wished and wish and shall forever more

To touch the stardust, of the crab , the horse-head, the ring

Past each star that shines, I need to know its glow

Swirl in the galaxies , in wisps that shall someday be planets, and suns and on

I seem to have wandered off

The child in me, the explorer, once lost

In a bout with sentiments and bonds

I am adrift , in some unseen trails , of comets that often pass

Take me into your arms, make love to me

feed me , console me, teach me, all that I need to know about you

I wish to be one with you, and wish to explode

into a supernova, and merge into you.