The name of love

Yesterday

I saw you rise in the fire

Like Orpheus coming back from the dead

In his kiss 

I saw you rise

I saw drops of sweat forming pearls

On your upper lip

Love,

love..

Hold on

My soul

I’ve forgotten your name

But I still hear your laughs

              when he looks at me

His arms ask me

If I want to forget and be loved 

Beautiful

I remember that word was meant for the mole on your cheekbone

The negative of a clear star that impacted your skin

Beautiful

I looked at the sun for too long

I must be blind

I can still read joy at the tip of my fingers

Grazing the brail of desire

His eyelashes flutter a little

When he looks at me

Hold on he says

Hold on my love

I’ve forgotten your name

The way it kisses my tongue

Rolls like waves on the shore

Of my memory

The name of love 

It was always a gift

The name of love

Oblivion 

I heard your name.

I will always remember the first time
I heard your name

I laughed

Your Name

Your name flows out of the tap
It hides in the steam
It escapes my fingers

Your name rings with every drop of rain
It is written on windows and mirrors

Your name is easier to whisper

Your name smoothed the memory
Your name is the weight we carry
Your name has become our silence

Your name knocks softly on doors
And it brushes my hand
And it becomes easy
And it loses meaning
As I’m losing you

Rain

And the rain will wash away the tears from my eyes
Wash away the dreamy nights
Spent listening to blues and chain smoking cigarettes
Leaving in the early morning a cold taste of regret

And the rain will pour down from the grey skies
Make me forget the face of the sun
Numbing the tip of my fingers
Stretched, as if to reach for something heavier than myself
In this existence too light to be felt
Like spiders’ webs, wavering as the wind kisses them
Softly

And the rain will soak every inch of my skin
Dipping reality in an ocean of oblivion
Rounding up the edges of my colourless photographs
Taking my form and expanding it
Limitless

I will keep on walking as long as the rain falls down from the stars
I will call on your names
Listening to the sound waves hit the space around me
My vocal chords, creating an apocalypse of beats
Your name, three syllables, hitting the drops of rain

There is salvation in the uncorrupted emptiness
There is forgiveness in the untouched silence
And as the rain hits me over and over, hard
Still
Give me oblivion
And the rain will wash away the tears from my eyes.