Geinos Äotsch

Sticks & Stones

You can call me
Whatever you want

A hopeless romantic
A fool for the ages
An impossible optimist
Lost in translation

An ignorant faggot
A dumb ox
A ferry
There’s no gauge
For the love
I am willing to carry

A drastic nostalgic
A pointless fantastic
Utopian lover or
Passionate basket

Case for admission
A psych ward condition
A place for pathetic
Amorous fiction

No matter the words
Regardless intention
Whatever opinion
You happen to mention

I am a blockhead for love
A buffoon for the taking
Ignoramus admirer
Stooge of creation
When love is at hand
I see hearts in the making
I won’t give up on love
There is no heartbreaking

Emotion or feeling
To turn off the phone
The lines are all up
For this loving switchboard

My bones are not weak
Sticks and stones
You may throw
No matter the dagger
I’m ready to go

I’m a numskull for ecstasy
A dimwitted tool
I believe in agape
I break all the rules

If push comes to shove
To shut my love warehouse down
Remember my love is
A curious clown
That will laugh at attempts
To box and to fight
I’m eager to hug
All the darkness in sight

I’m a ninny
A twerp
An ineffable jerk
For the one thing on earth
That makes my heart
Want to burst

A cretin for love
There’s no stopping my drive
I believe in this stuff
I’m just that kind of guy

Recall

Why do we love
The wrong one

How long does it take
To learn that the sun
Shines in the eyes
Of the unexpected

No matter how much we cry
This will not bring the love
Of someone who does not
Love in return

Even with yearning to die

Wait for the light
Of the right one

The fire that burns
In a destiny
Swollen with opportunity
Arrives without force
Running a course
Just for you

Friendship will
Promise this
Two

Believing beyond
Where this is
Reigns a generous
Wind carried off
With a kiss
To one day
Reminisce

And remind you

When the time to recall
Of what once did befall
A true reason for love
Will enthrall you

Femme

I see a woman who
Cannot take the undoing
And so she abandons
Her heavenly post
Still yet

There is a paradox
That is you
Both impulsive
And systematic
But most of all
Cheerful

And loving

I see a woman
That is dangerously
Caring in the most beautiful way

And yet

Like an orchestra
She plays
The brightest heartbeat
Of a powerful
Instrument
Herself

Her sleep
Is like an angel
Her open eyes hold
The light of the Multiverse

Her
Vulnerable waves
Like the ocean
Like her hair
Embrace you in a way
That nothing else would ever dare

Is she a spirit guide
A flight attendant
To the astral world?

Her laughter is infectious
There is an electricity rediscovered
In myself when she
Visits

Her pier has no code
She comes and she goes

Her home is unknown

She is
A conductor of hope
Composer to confidence
That reassures me to
Ascend

Direct my
Body and
Connect me
You are welcome
To my dreams

You are a woman
That has seen more than I’ve seen
You are a woman
That knows more than I know

Dressed in white
Extraordinarily
Her sound

Dhvani kee tarang

Remarkable
Profound

I hear her voice
Echoing behind me
Like a familiar
Memory

One More Day

I don’t feel rushed to say hello
I don’t feel rushed to say goodbye
I don’t feel rushed in any way
I really want to take my time

One more hug
One more kiss
One more chance
To grant this wish

Fulfill this moment with your sweet
Fragrant delicious existence
Climb my mountain
Raid my caves
Explore mysterious terrain
The artifacts inside my head
Will open up to your refuge
I’ll serve you tea
I’ll make you food
Calm your demons
Soothe your mood

Emerging in your eden
Gardening your tender soil
Wipe your tears
Hold your heart
Excavate your every part

To be your clouds
To fill your sky
Offer a safe haven at night
Rest in my arms
Knowing I’m there
When you awake
From your slumber

Breakfast in bed
I’ll kiss your head
Massage your fears and cares away
Don’t hurry off
Why don’t you stay
Another hour
One more day

Strength

Giving up is not an option
When you want the things you want
But if the pieces just won’t fit
You will prevent what’s meant to come

Holding on as tight as possible
May show your strength indeed
But letting go may be the kind of
Strength you actually need

The Happy Couple

Go away from the pain but you can’t
Because it’s living inside and
All around every part of you
Trying to be loved deeply
Trying to be considered
Met with a feeling
That barely
Scratches

The surface of who we are as a couple
Relies on our ability to touch one
Another with our words and
When the words you speak
Leave me out of our
Equation because
You’re so busy
Making us
Believe

The truth is something that it’s not
Something you’ve made up for
Us to argue about and I don’t
Have anything left to fight
With I just want to be
Capable of enjoying
My day and I
Can’t even
Do that

With you asking me to answer questions
About yourself that you already know
The answers to, what is this?
Your attempt to make me
Lie to you so you don’t
Have to know the truth
Because the truth
Would set us free
But only if you
Accept what
It means

A Toast

The happy martyr climbs through
Vines of emotional turmoil
Overjoyed by humble grace
Awakening the ability
To remind myself

I’m not perfect

Releasing the pressure that builds
Keeping up with everything that
Requires me to be incapable of
Making mistakes
Dissipates

And now a toast to all the
Accidents that happen so that we can

Reevaluate who we are and
What our true meaning
Longs to be received as

I am the happy martyr that will not
Hold what I don’t know against myself
I learn from you and you learn
From me

Eternity is the gown
We wear together

This Dance

Why do I only want
To dance with you?

I dance for you
As if morning will never come
I dance for you
As if you are the only one

My feet move toward you
In a way that my body
Can’t say no
Like a servant to your essence
The conga of your heart
Is beating in my soul
My excitement
Can’t resist
What is this?

The drums are like earthquakes
Between us
The rhumba and rhythm
Completes us
Your smile rocks the floor
Of my reason
Your scent is a sexual
Teasing

The ballroom is calling
A concert of falling
Stars all reflect in your hair
And your eyes have a
Sensual stare
This brings lust to
My nose from my head
To my toes
I am yours to request
And to kiss
What is this?

A breakdance romance
A dance hall of fate
A Bollywood state
A kismet flamenco
Aphrodisiac tango
A disco of bliss
A sensual itch
I can’t figure it out
What is this?

I dance because dancing relieves
All the feelings
I’ve conjured about you
In this dance hall of thirst
You’re my weakness
My curse
A retreat for my pulse
A passionate
Handsome distraction

Dancing sets free
Sizzling heat
Within me
Soothes my appetite for
Always wanting you more
These erotic emotions
Enflamed
Deep inside
What cannot be
Contained

You’re exquisite

Spring Free

Your love blows the branches
Of destiny and pleasure around me
Cradle rocks the lullaby
White winter
May soon fly by
But your concrete feet
Stand taller than the sky
To say goodbye
To any distance
From the breath
Throughout your leaves
Your plant sings sweetly
About the bird
That serenades within the tree
Of never knowing
How it will rise
In perched commitment

Friend or Lover

We are probably very different
In some ways
But very similar in many others
Could you love me like a lover
Or rather love me as a brother
Is it bizarre that I can accept
Either?

To not get lost
I would choose you
In one way or another

Although I think of you first as a lover
I can accept you as a brother
A spirit of kinship
Someone to teach
Someone to teach me
Full of ideas
To keep the touch even
As friends

Let go of questions
And arrive

Before the end

As we are
Let it be from life to come
Answers drop down
From the sky
Though disguised
Let it go
Let it flow
In a natural way
Let it evolve
Days uncounted
Years to stay

What is a best friend
After all
What is a lover
Have we fallen
What is the difference
Of another?

Are they the same
Can we find out
Are they related
In some way
Only time can tell
But to ask you
No

I cannot yet

Risking to lose you
By my asking
Isn’t worth it