I Will Visit You - Thursday Poets Rally

I Will Visit You 

Keep your door open 

in case I stop by your home

I can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow,

but just until my Watch stops moaning 

Until the Sun gives birth of a Light

Until the Spring rides on the season knight

Keep your door open 

in case I stop by your home
I would be afraid to knock on your door

Or maybe my courage will let me down 

& I wouldn't be able to knock 

I will be overwhelmed, 

even when I imagine

you open for me. 

What I deal in my life 

is just to mange to look at your window 

see you listening to my music 

dancing with closed eyes

as if I was between your arms. 

Surely ...

I would run to you

Just keep your door open

ShadiatiQue

Shared with: Thursday Poets Rally Week 61

ShadiatiQue © 2010-2011+2012

The Secret Garden

This breezy wind, 

Guides me back to you

How can I guide me away 

from the brunt of his words

With the eloquent of the poet 

That still knocks on between my rips 

Come with me, He says in gasp 

To the secret Garden 

To show you the youngest

Heart that is mentioned 

with love till this moment. 

You and I

mentioned this young heart 

when our lips met in good. 

Lips, contaminated 

with the longing 

of a platonic Love. 

Our poor little Heart

is almost melting 

from the grief 

of not yet experienced 

happiness.

Waft of words 

on burning coals, 

as the husky voice

"Come with me

to the secret Garden" 

guide me back.

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ShadiatiQue © 2010-2011+2012