Asghar Abbas's Blog - Posts Tagged "jan-2016"

Hold still, I still want to kiss...... you. For real and in reality. Let's do that, let's make it happen. I have to, you have to, we have to kiss to remain fae. What happens after that kiss is up to you. Completely up to you. But like I uttered into you once before, a kiss leaves a trace.

Your weight, your warmth, your mass - lower yourself gently unto me and then all at once. Pin me down, ground me to my reality, keep me here whilst I take your reality. So pin me, ground me, keep me.

You are the home I lost, the home I'm looking for, the home I want. You are home.

We should have kissed sooner but we must now. Let's find you in that kiss, let's find me too, let's look for each other enclosed there.

Let's meet in the middle of that kiss, and like what we see, love ourselves and each other.

Let's kiss. Just that. I know you don't want to exist, but what about what I want ? I want to kiss you. Even if you are hiding in someone's dream. Even if you are lost in my Wonderland. Even if you are another's nightmare, or your own.

Even if you are fake. No, not that, not there, you being fake is something I won't abide. I'm done being rhetorical, I'm done being whimsical, I'm done being real, I'm done being not in you.

As long as I'm unreal I'd want you. Not soft, not pink I still want you. I want to dip my quills in your scent and write in the air around me, your scent is the only inkwell I'm using nowadays.

Now you be real and respond to this fiction which is just a reflection of your heart ; a slippery friction.

You are not my home but my home is somewhere in you. You once said to me to call upon your pinkness whenever, let me tell you something, let me tell you this. I love you, more importantly I love you here and I don't want to be here.

I want to finish everything on you. Tonight. Enough is enough, let's find a way inside you, in you, and stay there.

Gimme your mouth and watch me come. I'm coming. To you.

I feel like that Never is so much better than Forever, kinder even like the false side of fiction, don't you?

Maybe. Maybe that's why Peter Pan is forever ageless in Neverland.

Never or forever. I think, I think I definitely want one of the two from you.

Sure, why not?

So, when will you say forever?

Never.

You break my unmended heart so beautifully
My songs my dirgesongs die unsung like the kisses we will never share
tragedy isn’t that I sang
on those rocks

Or that you were drowning for me
Or that I sang for you
delicious is the bite of that fate ; you took the songs I sang for me

A year has passed since we unlooked at each other
A year has passed
Or a thousand
Or a thousand suns have died

where you go to why can’t I go with you
where you hide why can’t I hide with you
where I am now why can’t you save me ?
why you abandoned me like a painting waiting to be perfect

But when you touch my cold shadows
Wrap me in your brittle embrace
In your false valor

We are that pyre that pyre made for others
flames licks us in the fire set by others
We shook from the ashes rising like the demented phoenix of our own unbecoming

We unfuck the knots tied by Others
We rise
We soar
We lose ourselves in each other

In that loss we are free
In each other is our own choice

We fly
We unify
We drink stale essence from our stream
relishing our fears

And in the river of fallow blood
We create
We create
We create

We create the illusion of our own malleable bliss.