Web of Dreams
March 5, 2019
She wove a web of dreams
made of love and sex
trapping his heart to the spells
of witchcraft brewing
in the dark cauldrons
of the forbidden realms
hidden within the colours
of seduction swirling
in the magic of her eyes
his blood was poisoned
with a desire for the hands
he would never hold
his soul infected with a longing
for a heart he would never touch
helpless to burn in a love
he could only feel
a love she would never see
or touch
or know
and he lays trapped
in her web of dreams
forever lost
to the charms and spells
of her magic and witchcraft
helpless to the madness
of the rhythm of voodoo
drumming and beating wildly
under the bones of his ribs
his heart burning
for the song of her name
both forever and never hers
Akira Chinen
Broken Piano String
February 16, 2019
She was an old jazz song played on a broken piano string tied to the moon and the scars of his heart
Akira Chinen
Broken Piano String
