Orange Moon

Am I deranged in my love for you!
Orange moon make me not
A prisoner to your glowing
All for the answers to bow
Down on bended knees I need less
Little of nothing but only
Tenderness

Leave me not with the
Rotting ghosts on the floor
Reminiscent of past life love
If we break the ice might we
Also be found drowning
Together

Keep on lying to me
Before I change my name
Handle me with noble gestures
Give me both of your hands
Warm sun at my back
Early morning could be
Left with nothing warmer
Than the touch of your heart
Abandon me parched

Situating your softness
At the tips of my fingers
A smile and sweet eloquence
Find my voice and pick it up
Off the floor

© GÄ

Liable

Miracle of flowers
How does it happen
A race to get to the sun
Up from the soil
Unbelievable

To be hungry for kisses
Like the magic of this
Mystery on your lips
What we become
Afterwards

Soak me up in the best way
I couldn’t bear to say
Goodbye later

Fall asleep in your arms
Fool to wander around
Rolling in the bed with
Your charms a simple plea
To wake up this way

I am liable to hold on
For dear life I wonder
If you would savor me
In the same way
Worth the risk to
Find out

All the chips out
Cards on the table
Whatever becomes later
Is happening now

© GÄ

Fugitive

I introduced her to all my friends
She stayed for them but not for me
In the end she was only
Someone to steal my heart
Stolen once before but many times
Ripped from my core there are
Many more moments that this
Could be stolen again and again
For fun because I know the game

All the same in love and war I
Couldn’t turn it off really
Bake you a chocolate cake
Maybe that was my first mistake
Forgetting and remembering
Everyday is a reminder of the
Bandit she would turn out to be
Even if only friendship and
A kiss was exchanged
I hang that picture on the wall

What a lucky time, time to record
In the stones beneath our feet
Not feeling like I’m anything special
But somehow engaging a cigarette
Allowances were made and the
History is archived for us to
Always remember in whatever
Capacity our brains and our
Hearts are empowered

Still a thief is a thief
A heart is a heart
Like a blindfolded burglar
Stolen friends stolen love
The end is devoured
In our inabilities to
Remain

© GÄ

Mmmmm

She was tough as nails
He was sensitive like silk
Looking for a reason to love again
Find his voice and the power
To sing searching for the words

Living with uncomfortable moments
A solution to closure as none of them
Work well for living with the feelings
Stewing and gestating contemplating
Asking for an escort to usher these
Thoughts out さようなら(sayōnara)
Au revoir c-ya later alligator!
Take a break from the constant
Making it mean something

What’s my algorithm got to offer
Would you accept my hand
Take a nap with me
Or just lay here all day
Tangled up in a lot of
Nothingness

I hear the neighbors shouting
It reminds me of the peace
I currently have the privilege of
But sad eyes wonder why
Is it impossible to wait
Possessed by repeating
A similar self offense
Like pouring the same
Cereal out every morning
Into a bowl that I don’t
Really like or even
Want to eat

How many times to keep
Ourselves from doing it again?
Mmmmm

© GÄ

Anodyne

He laid down to hold her
Like mourning a ghost
You could hear the walls howl
And her wife begged him to
Understand that she meant well
But his heart was broken and
Was screaming in his dreams
Or was it just the sound
Of a past that they all
Promised to love one another
But no matter how hard he
Tried to love her it would
Always be on her terms and he
Was keeping his pledge to do so
Making it difficult to feel loved
In return conditionally she had
Reservations and conversations with
Her mother and her lover
Her wife and every other
He always wanted to be
As important as they but never
A replacement just to
Matter as much but
There was nothing
To kill the pain just
Mourning the apparition
As he spooned her on the floor
Of their past a memorial
To friendship and love
And how he had indeed
Honestly lost her

© GÄ

Empty Room

Mattress in an apartment
Building not completely
Abandoned but certainly
Left behind defenestrate
Hells bells holding on
By a windowsill

Just a bit of chocolate
Could bring out my best Superman
Why is she hunting me down
Pheromones heightened
Scent of a lover or
Leftover shudders

Obviously something there
Flowers in the courtyard
Down below the whistling
Of a passerby and a possibility
Dry heat dry hump
Clothing pressed against me
Breathe deep long and wide

How did we get here anyway
It’s all so confusing yet
Laying here looking at the ceiling
Somehow I’m glad that
It happened

Are we bad or is this good?
The stoics would say it’s neither
I can hear river music in my head
Too many things to do
Before we’re dead
Many reasons to keep alive
A mattress, you and me
And an otherwise
Empty room

© GÄ

Beforehand

Oh no. Now you won’t think
I’m amazing anymore
Was my behavior flagrant
Who could tell but his insides

She was my secret weapon
And my worst enemy

Would you have cared
If she resented you
In the way mine did me?

Should our lovers resent us?

I just wanted to be your friend
To somehow empower you
Find a sidewalk that never ends

Not trying to become a billionaire
And if I was, not at the expense of others
Rich with friendships perhaps
That’s a wealth to be happy for

The longer we know each other
A better possibility to deepen
Connection and also the more it
Can hurt when she says
I already have a person
Even if you were only
Best friends once upon a time

© GÄ

Dislimn

Holy shit! It’s happening
He said to himself as they
Began to devour one another
Next moment coming to
On the floor rolling around
So glad the thoughts inside
His head weren’t capable
Of finding their way out
On their own without
His lips which were
Currently occupied anyhow

It’s not either or
It’s both and
Snap to
Making love in a car on a
Hot summer rainy night
Going at it and getting
Away with something
Or at least it felt like it

What is it to tell our story
With passion and emotion
And then find ourselves in the
Swarmth of it all making
Concoctions of the unknown
Into cocktails that would
Keep us in a light state
Of inebriation or something
Like a burn that left a tattoo
On our skin we could
Never forget

Ask me later
Tell me now

It’s a little bit of everything
Dislimn and the beginning of new love
With all the roots we could
Possibly need to foresee
What enchanted possibilities
Awaited the absence of
Our love making and the
Start of a new chapter
In someone else’s book

© GÄ

Something

Assuming the worst
Is a broken record
Someone made a noise
They didn’t want you to hear
Quiet not making it loud enough
For anyone to observe but
Somehow you can anyway
Even talking to strangers
Is an art but you don’t
Have to prove that you can
It’s already happening
Just open your mouth
And say ahhhh
Immediately or momentarily
Grab control by knowing
How not to be in it
Pretty damn close to
Where you know that
You’re supposed to be
It’s not like you’re trying
You’re just bitching about
What’s not there
Why not go for it
Ask for yourself
Or would you rather
Just talk about what’s
Not there and
Do something about it

© GÄ

Spontaneity

He never used to be so structured
Like he couldn’t have a spontaneous
Phone call before just pick it up
Why must everything be so scheduled
A bad habit he acquired from some
Long lost friend along the way

My gawd just to have someone to
Do it with to share the bliss
For even fleeting moments to
Feel the light of exchanging in the thing
That you’re doing because it’s
So much more delicious than
To do it only for yourself
Even if it can be done

Stepping in and out of the garden
He could feel both the end and the
Beginning of something real that
Had already happened and was
About to again but the timeline
Inferred a lot of when when when
And the moments of waiting were
Written in the dictionary as
Inescapably endless

Capture confidence in each other
In the face of a rose and the sun
In your eyes when you smile
Although I’ve yet to see that while
All the evidence of a new tomorrow
Lands in the home of our beloved
Untold future which hangs under
A moon of passionate unknowns
A reverie for spontaneity

© GÄ