Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Short Poems Between Enrique and I: No.3

Enrique: "Concrete thoughts fuel me,
                your eyelids are rose petals
                heavy with weariness from fake niccas and lames
                Im the prince of the city
                so enter my court and tell me of your story,
                your dreams and realities
Me:         All people like you-
               and i have nothing bad to say
               where all world wars go away when I look at you--
               longest winters without you
               where nothing gets better with time
               if Im not seeing your face,
               your the long lost phantom of my life
               and when I shut my eyes,
               I hope you reappear when I open them"