Jyako

He said to the other guy, "but I'm your best friend." ... Walking together down a sidewalk. As if it is the most casual thing in the world. He says, "should we do something special…? It's almost midnight" While indirectly gesturing to the large fairy-tale grandfather clock. Aware of where this is going, She fumbles and stumbles and awkwardly paces to secretly increase the distance, stammering, "no, no no, there's no need…" He contemplatively asks, tilting his head to the side, "should I pull?" He grabs her arm and holds her shoulder, bringing her closer toward him-- a quick kiss on the right cheek-- breaking into a

luscious emerald green, but oh so tiny. small and pushed around, never voicing a sound. crazy insolent thoughts, slowly motioned but at least fought. whining and crying, not trying but clearly implying. i am inferior; lower in position, status and quality,* a deep obsession opressed graciously. only in my world and in my mind lurks these thoughts, smiling behind.

i caught your glance, returned the favour understood and acknowledged.     your laid back ways     and daring smile     your nonexistant temper     and hurtful whiles for long and prolonged a lemon-tart twist; binding and unwinding this overcoming bliss. pressing and supressing, one last wish.     tolerating the tickles, the pain,     the yummy kicks.

A musty-orange beam of light shone through the clouds, hopeful and calming. Deep in the evening it was. Dry leaves and cold autumn air were adrift, the smell of decay hanging. She ran away. He ran after. She darted through the stream of persons. His steps were puppet-like. She slowed her pace to wonder hopefully. He reached for her arm with affection. 'Hey.. What's going on-' She wouldnt dare and pulled away. He was puzzled and missing. She stared at the pavement in denial. He searched her eyes for answers. 'What's wrong?' She thought long and hard. He waited. She couldnt do this to him. He waited. She raised her head and m

a zap, a buzz, pure connection. my eyes, your eyes, a simple illusion. the taste, the touch, sweet sensation. i need, you feed, forgotten information. an edge, a shock, sudden realization. i see, you leave, quite an impression. the hide, the seek, silly situation. my push, your pull, an awkward condition.

a shift a glance, quick cross-over your eyes were targetted but soon abandoned one question raised, brought to attention how does it feel what do you feel in reverse circumstances

d i  s   connected, you and i gone far far away. a never-ending search that continues `til this day. a wish, a dream, never meant to be-- constantly resulting in a silent muffled scream. crazily discouraged without hint or clue so tired of this bullshit that ive gone and lost a screw.

the soul, the warmth -it was all draining away. the heavier the eyes, the more silent it became. a tide of white petals showered upon the mates a charming smile full of elegance and grace a weak faint smile spread across your lips. in your eyes the last glow of life fading into the depths. a touch so passionate he held her hand tight a promising gaze `til death do us part there was no end to the ruby goodness. cold and dark are these memories.

slow trickle almost-tickle taste of salt it's not your fault