harunoko

i miss you when I miss you it's like water, falling through my fingers the sound of broken wind chimes still blowing in a wind that comes from too far away missing you is like being burned by a sun, too harsh and far away like forgetting the steps to a dance, or the words to a song that i used to know by heart the water falls from my hands and i remember when you were here the water was rain, falling on our faces we laughed, dancing in a storm, and waiting for our rainbow

Cold The water is glass, a cold crystal mirror The stone fish are singing in winter. Books are burning brightly on the frosty hills While the smashing china echoes through trees That are rough, weathered with age. Wind carries wisps of spring to my nose, although the snow is fresh, white on my tongue, and Smells fresh like a baby's laughter Clare spins her fairytales in the heart of the storm, cutting out "her wonderland" while the fish stay silent. Skaters whirl on the ice A symbiosis of grace and chill The freeze that made them dance, because of the mittens Clare's grandmother knitted. The implausible heartache of weariness

In the pitch black of the cave, the boy moved forward with his hands on the rough-ridged stone.  His feet moved slowly on the slick floor, propelling him as much downward as forward.  Sweat beaded on his forehead from the effort of walking, as well as from the swiftly escalating heat.  Just when his weakened knees cried out for a rest, the passage opened up into a huge chamber.  He wiped his forehead to very little effect; the heat had grown to an almost unbearable level.  Looking into the inky blackness, the boy could feel his heartbeat accelerate.  For what should have been empty space was filled with a vast presence. His eyes slowly adjus

Angel the swish of your hair the curve of your cheek the arch of your brow and the bend of your leg you move through the halls like an angel who's fallen down to the earth just so i can stare you move like you're dancing and every word you say is a melody each word caressing the shell of my ear like the sweet soft notes of the flute you're beautiful, a splendid thing like a many-faceted gem and i've often wondered alone by myself thinking of your face by candle light every day i wonder is it okay for a girl like me to love a woman like you

Numeric Safety Your arms fold around me, Sink into my skin Feel your beating heart Drum a rhythm on my ribcage. There's safety in numbers Two, precisely, Just enough For me.

A falcon, towering in her pride and place Feathers ruffled, tail spread her wings are arched in fine-lined grace Her stature haughty, head held high elegance on the stark cliff face Taking wing, the falcon dips and whirls, wheels and soars She climbs so high, I swear that she could knock on heaven's door It breaks my heart to see such beauty while I stand rooted to the floor My eyes are focused on her my hands are stretched so high All I do is watch the bird take to the clear, blue sky Though I'm earthbound, for just one beat by her side I fly