Sanober Khan

I live there...Far above the song-filled clouds,where the dewdrops touch my skin so bareI live there.

I have woken up_quite sloshedfrom night-mingled rainsa little drugged, by mountain fogsI have been kidnappedfor years....by a mere kiss.

Drink in the moon as though you might die of thirst.

may my faith always beat the end of the daylike a hummingbird...returningto its favorite flower.

Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies, cutting a swathe through the breeze and gently closing your eyes.

I wouldn't mindif life left me...winglessburnt to cindersripped by stormsscattered...like weedscelestially woundedwithout cherry blossomsto perish withbut I would crywith head held in my handsif it left me...unfulfilled.

Look, moonI turned silver for you.

Like a speeding trainI am passing by...I don__ knowwhere I__ headingwith whom or whyall I know is thatI will never, everpass from here againall I know is I__ skidding forwardon this track of life.

At the end of the day all we ever need is something that helped pass the time and something that keeps time from passing.

let me diefrom having being drunk onindigo skies, my liver...overflowing with stars.

Give mea moon-blanket nightto keep me warma long-gone smileto comfort mea pair of rain-blue eyesto haunt mea simple soul...to love me.

As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feetinto the night__ velvet slippersI settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag,of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.

May the nights always be aglowwith the bliss of the daywith unharmed hands and feetand kissed cheeks.

leave me a smilejust warm enough...to spend a milliongolden afternoons in.

Look athow deeply flawedwe areand yet capable of lovingso perfectly.

Love me...with all the abandonof a sudden wild rain.

kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue.

for all I can really do isstand herein September__ rainsavoring_soaking it all inslipping..and simplyholding on to poetryfor dear life.