Rocking Indigo Pebbles

I wish I could freeze time and hold it in the palm of my hand,

Here the ear's hear noises of ticking clocks whistling:

Tomorrow. 

Birds migrating in different directions,  

days passing by adagio before ill touch your skin again. 

Together we've learnt to converse about harm and pain 

let me disappear with the train snail

Carrying this burden of time; 

let notes mutate into accessible vehicles

Memories transmute into melodies for the ear

To feel clear the tone of this heavy body, 

It rolls down to the Mississippi:

Silent Love messengers 

preys for the night. 

Our hands split, cut by the cold glassed window pane 

Cyan eyes I can finally behold thee: 

companion, friend, lover, comrade  how hard can it be for two souls 

to pull apart  we are prisoners

of this world, amongst many

Manacled to the arid ground 

vexing to escape from the minds of others.

 

Running rainy water drops of pinned pebbles

Shelter beneath the wet epidermis

Thus far, we have not faced it all

There is no time to grow tired of life.

Electrified silent owls

Seekers of unresolved crusades 

Narcotized by human sorrows

Borrow the night to fulfill thy 

Lover.

Stranger steal my hand

Hide it to bide dazed

Amongst the Forest blade. 

Rest your eyes

Upon the thigh

Feel free to be the breeze…

Graze upon thy faze

Of discontent

Let it crash against

The fence,

Let it vanish 

it's a fresh new day Amore Mio.

Author's Note

Excuse me for the possibility of grammatical errors.