Through your lens

Is that really me?
I have lost that smile
for a decade.
For the first time
in a long time,
I look ahead without
the fear of sunset.
It is all because
the safety I feel
through your lens.

To know when

when people are hurt
we go and hug them
to feel better

when you are hurt
I move away
so you can
feel better
again

some comfort
is from touch
some comfort
only comes
from restraint

Magnetic pull

I was thrown from the pedestal
to the cold floor
scattered about like
a pile of tempered pins

My mind rushed to all directions
attempted to secure a clearance
pleaded for calm and still respite

You showed up
like a magnetic field
allowed the space and silence
pulled my head straight
towards you
my being reunited before
I made the final dash to you

Our hands and feet
foreheads and noses
lips and chins
mountains and valleys
all intertwined in
the voltex of
magnetic pull

Connection

we spoke in silence
we removed desire
and
replaced it with love

The prodigal daughter

car tyres roll on
the crackling pebble road
I drag my laden footsteps
to the yellow mud brick house
the door of my childhood flung open
grandma greets me with
her broad smile hung on
her criss cross face
my body quivers
at the sight of
the new fallen snow
my heart is filled with
flushed blood of
coming home

Movie

some memory is like
a movie that
we don’t want it
to end

so we just let it play
to one third
not to drift into sleep
but rather
holding our desire
to the next
and the next
never ending

Bird song

your laughter is like
bell birds’ singing
whenever my mind
is in chaos
bird songs echo
in the bush of
nesting neural pathways

your laughter is like
tranquilizers injected
in my veins
I drift in and out of
your songs
in lucidity

#cassaquote – 13

Photo taken by Cassa Bassa at Long Reef beach, Sydney Northern beaches, Australia