She took her clothes off,

unconcerned whether she might --


want to hide something.

Flowers in the park:

people are strolling around --


opening themselves.

Take off my armour,

my helmet, shield and shebang --


I reach out my hand.

I can feel
Her presence
From across
The room
Her quick glances
And drunken desires
Her hand
Slipping
Into mine
The blanket uncovering
Our tender feelings

They know
Now

I like to replace

not's with likes and everything --


looks different then.

Flowers in the park:

people are strolling around --


opening themselves.

How do you live, how do you function
When all the feelings you always bottle
Are the main cause of pain, self-destruction?

Stop what you're doing, stop building castle,
You've tied yourself up, don't move a muscle,
Aren't you tired of your inner hassle?


Stop playing cool, please, stop your pretence,
Warm yourself up, and let the ice melt.
It's finally time to put down your defence.

Begin allowing yourself to feel,
Embrace sensations despite the fear,
And I promise you'll break free

He is unreachable, night and day
a dream that won't let me go
We know everything about him

In his garden, we find something
tangible, a ladder, it challenges us
I climb to the bathroom window

Inside, we touch the cups
from which he drinks tea
but not with me

We take pictures of underwear
try on shirts and keep one on
It's not even exciting:

just sneaking in with a bit of stealing
nothing valuable missing
Maybe it's childish

but for me, he is a good friend
After playing tennis we shower together
and we wear each other's clothes

real contact, night and day