Things I wish I never said,
like run away with me…
We often see illusion
Hear a warped reality

Listening like a thief
Collecting kisses on the run
Whispering on repeat
My words still lingered
on your tongue

For words create attachments
We believe unconsciously
We talk in sacred circles
Portals for our ecstasy

Hungry for those syllables
Promises in rhymes
Wanting what we think we need
While wasting precious time

With cautionary tales to wag
our dragons to attack
With fire, strip away the veils,
Hoarding what we lack

For lack is like a box of black
A place we never fill
A space unsatiated for
Confessions that we spill

Now, words gush out like fountains
filling pens, we press to pages
Creating breath between the lines;
parenthesis like cages

I said you were an angel
Once again, I spoke too soon
You said I must be going
Once I offered you the moon

For plain as day, the things I say
Get lost when told in haste
A waste of delicate desires
that forked tongues never taste

Like sweet loves of my past go down
Like poisons that we drink
Reflections in a pool, we drown
when choosing not to think

You must think me crazy
How my words fall on deaf ears
We speak worlds to existence
Manifest our darkest fears

And when I shared my fear of death,
you listened with a smile
You said you understood, and yet
My heart was in denial

It’s always (cause fatale) to speak
in waves of dread regrets
Like words flew out my mouth so fast,
And reasoning forgets

Then last of all, I blurted out
And thought you felt the same
The words (I love you!) spilling out
Attaching to your name

Choking on confusion
There was nothing in your eyes
In retrospect, it’s best to hide
the truth behind a lie

TM DiSarro

From: THE MEMORY OF RAIN