Quiet

Okay, I'll be quiet now

I was only

Breaking up the silence

The roaring wave

Of unsaid truths and lives unlived

Planted

You want me

In a jar

On your shelf

For them to see

How well you've planted me

Aapako?

How could you know?   

How could you see this love of mine - when each time I see you I want only to show you the world's best, so I hold my mirror towards you.

How could you hear this love of mine - when your laugh fills the room, paints the walls pink, pulses through my skin and sets the rhythm of my heart.

How could you smell this love of mine - when you are my perfume, what I wear among the finest company.

How could you taste this love of mine - when my lips are forever full of yours.

How could you feel this love of mine - when my hands are empty until they have held yours.

How could I repay you for a million sunrises with even a million beautiful sunsets?

I'll start with a million and one.

Splash

I'm far too young

Far too wild

To endlessly worry about legacy

What I intend is to make a big splash

Not to make a big impression

Pang

I'm too old

To reflect on each and every pang

I only have left in me

Time and memory for the way

The waves went after they crashed my shore