"hutspring"

.

and

once

you’ve

glanced  

at the decades

way past the days-

we’ve locked in our chests

your smile would be mercurial

glossy, somewhat unstable, yet useful.

 

.

and

glance too

if you might

beyond the first

chance and the last

that we’ve mirrored our brows

in the spring and the house-oh blissful sighs

.

and

those were

splendid times indeed

the lemon tree in beat- was changed

the cozy hut was small and tall and nude.

beside the swaying bamboos and the silent pool

no one knew! who’d ever know that were not two!!!

 

.

and

though i was

blistered and you’re

in your deepest cresent crimson

not a single thing mattered or was altered-

when our knees were passionately structured

and our lips trailed exactly to their sweetest honeycombs.   

 

 

 

i wish i was a surrealist, for me to write or paint or mold with contentment

our pictures which were discreetly showy only in the nighty folds

our photographs which were almost distorted in halves

always owing to the swings of our lonesome hearts

i had wished for our extinguished lights

together- when this mundane-

------------storm is over

it will be

over.

Reviews

[Dhaye]

Kabayan, this is a very moving piece. I can feel the pain the voice is going through in here.

Reminiscing the memoirs of being together in the past...when one could not forget the happy thoughts as the start of a relationship, which have to end because of the "storm" that the two could not control. And at present, nothing remains but the thoughts...and what you can do is to wish that you're the one who could create some fantastic imageries like in reality.
Hope I can relate.

Sometimes, when we don't let go of the past, we cannot live normally with our present life. But it's really true that it wasn't easy to forget...so the choice is still ours.

Nice choice of words. Loved the rhythm, and the concept. I don't know why I'm the first to review this piece. You're a brilliant writer, Kabayan. I can see it from this work.
Good job!

[seath]

thank you for finding me in my own lines,,
it is really a wonder how we were twined
and i'm wondering were this would take us
,we know we're a single soul-with a flesh in halves...
happiness or should i say serendipity is there for everyone of us

[Dhaye]

You're welcome.