September 24, 2009
11:57pm...

I feel your eyes upon me,
A subtle vertigo of soul...

You can see it in her eyes:
She remembers your kisses...

No skin of silk,
No atar of rose...

My eye traces the shadows
Of her neck jaw lip...

The minarets of the city yet
Ring with the muezzin's call...

I\'ll be looking for you
in all the old familiar places...

I scry you within
your chilled domain...

I feast upon you not for
perfect countenance...

October 9, 2010
1:17am...

Steam and rose
Surround my peaceful sighs...

The swaying forms of flame birthed
Spectators watch eagerly as do I...