You’re Mine

You're Mine

The breath of a skin against mine
Stole any control I had left
Over the cells that demanded him

I never knew the shivers a touch releases
Against my layer of senses
Or the ache for more and never having enough

I wanted to bury myself against his chest
Wrap myself around him
As if he’ll disappear at any second

I lay there
My fingers tracing stars
Along the tiny hairs of his chest

I look at his being
The skin that ignites under my touch
The eyes in which I saw constellations
And the mouth that drowned me so many times

“You’re mine,” I whisper in his ear
He smiles and grabs my waist
To claim me again and again…

A Tale of a Boy

A Tale of a Boy

Gather around people
And listen to what I have to say
It’s a tale of a boy
Who went astray

Day one, he was okay
Living with his family
Until one day
They were shot insensibly
And died while he begged them to stay
His life became a tragedy
And his soul turned grey

Day two, he ran away
To another place
To find his way
And start a new phase
Somewhere far away

Day three, he became a prey
To the strangers he met
Along the way
They grabbed him by the neck
And his skin, they tried to flay

Day four, he faced a fray
He tried to flee
But he had to obey
Those who ignored a plea
From a boy, from a stray

Day five, it was the day
The boy escaped
From the hate and the dismay
“Leave me be,” he said
“I need to find my way.”

Day six, his heart started to decay
He cried, for all he wanted
Was to buy a bouquet
For his loved ones, the dead
And find a way
To place it on their soil-bed
Before he slipped away

Day seven, the final day
He was filled with dread
And started to pray
To be killed, to join the dead
Because for him, it was the only way
To return home to his mother’s gingerbread
And make the nightmares go away

A Thief


A piece of cracked paint untangles itself
Drops slowly and lands next to me
Mocking me, showing me its strength
“I freed myself.”

I craved the day I’d be able to say these words
But I craved him even more
I’m as helpless as a flower waiting for the sun
It’s only chance at life

I was a thief, an invader
Trying to settle on a land that wasn’t mine
And I kept fighting an unknown occupant
But I fought against myself the most

But why should I think about it?
Why can’t I just cave against him?

I wrapped myself around him
As if he’ll disappear at any second
Thinking I can keep him
Make him mine

I was a thief
That’s all I was
But so was he

He took me away from my known
Into an evitable unknown
Treading on lust and desire
Craving something new, something more

I took his hand as he led the way
Adapting to the cosmic explosions on my skin
The shivers it sent through every cell of my body
And the trespassers moving along my nerves

I forgot about the open gates
The ones I left unguarded
He walked in and locked them behind
Settled in me as if he belonged

I became his
In every way possible
He owned me
Took possession of my entire being
Without permission
Without my consent

He stole me
He robbed me of everything
And I didn’t object
Because he kept my everything safe
Or so I thought…



Little did I know…
The things you saw in yourself
Little do you know…
The things I saw in you, in us
Scared you away and pushed us apart

It felt so right, so beautiful
That I never thought it’d go wrong
It felt so right, but so scary
Treading on thin ice
Till it sunk us deep

Little did I know…
The things you chose to see
Were the best things about me
Little do you know…
The things I chose to be
Left me vulnerable and dainty

I get this sinking feeling in my stomach
Every time I remember the first day
I force myself not to think too much about it
Not to think about caving against you
And enjoying the pure warmth of your heart

Little did I know…
The things you said to me
Would be the worst forms of kindness
Little do you know…
The things I wanted to be
Surpassed this reality

I hope every time it rains
The memories pour down
And you remember me

I hope every time the wind blows
You catch a hint of my scent
And you miss me

Little did I know…
The things we shared
Were the first step to heartbreak
Little do you know…
The things you said
Were inadequate for me to hate you

Little did we know…
We were handed a nebula
That was too extraordinary
For either of us to carry…