Lips that spell secrets

Beware these lips! They speak [of] deep secrets.
For there is a cryptic hint in the name
I once was given to ― Tanya : tayna, тайна (secret). 

I cast my prayers in hot stone
toss them in the well at dawn, to be answered by the age-
old callings of your heart, my dearest
in one extraordinary sacramental offering ―
a thousand sizzling kisses, eternity long[ed].

footprints at dawn

i hasten to the seaside

search for your footprints at dawn
the sand swept even by the night wind
i rake with my bare foot to uncover

a trace of you, beloved

but none in the last
one hundred years of solitude
(as Marquez perhaps would say)

another sun sets ablaze
parts the rue sea above the clouds
i glide my palm over the satin grains

draw wings of an angel instead
to cross this nebulous
                                                                            lifespan between

which in inter-galactic terms
may very well mean "tomorrow"
i could flood in your arms (i wish)
be at your fingertips, no?

                                                                            until then: i imagine

"all around me, fables and fairytales"*

                               . . . from the enchanted forest of dreams

                               spell ancient wisdom under the tree of life

                               i sat there quiet in the darkness last night

                                                                                                                     listening ~

* N/A fear Rosina - fables and fairytales (Deniz Kurtel Remix)

angel's wings

                                                            "love is how you earn your wings." - Karen Goldman