I blink January’s lashes
and gush down December’s cheeks

Like a speeding train
I am passing by...
I don’t know
where I’m heading
with whom or why
all I know is that
I will never, ever
pass from here again
all I know is I’m skidding forward
on this track of life.

tell me
of something fiercer
than the love with which
i gaze upon you

of something softer
than the tenderness
with which i hold you.

May the nights always be aglow
with the bliss of the day
with unharmed hands and feet
and kissed cheeks.

your gaze
across
my cheeks

turned them
into
strawberry fields.

there are some poems
that we leave behind
some that leave us behind

while some just live
silently
in the heart

crumble, sometimes
dwindle
disappear
die

and are reborn
when you smile again.