Destined
—not to be loved

as I feel I need
as I deserve
as my sentimental verve
tells me I should
as I want
as my wanton
heart craves
as a memorable romance
as an everlasting dance
a roaring tide, a flood


(resist if you dare,
it's my mood)


Now —no more waves
in this still sea —silent

only a blackened
lover's soul —sunken
(I should have run faster)

the aftermath
of a permanent
love disaster

{ impasse }

Non action –again
Under a dim sun
I read the world

and miss the encounter

Di nuovo inazione
Al sole fioco di lucerne
leggo il mondo

–e non t'incontro

Kiss me
Like if you never kiss me before
Above the mountains  
To show that you kiss me everyday
Making me lovely person.

                              Or
Hate me
Like i am the person you don't really
hate
Everyday in life
Across the rivers
To tell me that you don't like me.

Kiss me or Hate me
Like i am the person of life and love
Up top your head
Telling you to kiss or hate me
Wondering why to kiss or hate?

Kiss me is not all about kissing
But showing love to others
Hate me is not all about hating
But being kind
So kiss me or hate me.

                   By K-mari ©2016

Calling for love
To let you know
I love you
Between the horizon and the stars
When i am ready for love
Everyday.

The love of hearts
Shining like an diamond
To remind us of pure love
We learn each day
For calling love.

The call of love
Is the triumphant
Telling us that it is
Calling for love
But always lovely.

Love is Pure
Pure is Love
Calling is Love
Love is Calling
So let us be calling for love.

                 By K-mari ©2016

looking in the mirror
not recognizing the reflection
when this face got so old
I have no recollection

creases around the eyes
skin looking like leather
time taking it's toll
worn out by the weather

body breaking down
getting difficult to stand
arthritis is a problem
especially in my hand

hair growing in my ears
and growing out my nose
growing places it shouldn't be
even on my toes

sight a little blurry
getting difficult to see
getting up every hour
just to go ***

even though this body
will break down and age
the fire for you inside me
will continue to rage

The cold wind greeted
the hoarfrost that
evening as white
butterflies started to
fall from the dark sky.
Soon the pearly blanket
was spread across
the whole land.
It sparkled on the milky
moonlight, giving the old
willow tree a wooly gown.
Covering all the roofs,
the fields of corn and wheat,
the tall grass on the meadow.
But then she appeared,
sending fairies to dance on the
frozen lake thus melting the ice.
And with every step that she took,
snowdrops began to bloom.