Downing in Dunes

It used to be that way
tear-drops hidden behind my smile
that shall never chance to fall
that shall never touch my face
that shall never hit the ground

A smile that held it all - buried
behind it lay shadows of a past
where years of who I could have been
were nothing but particles of dust

Drowning in dunes - dust to sand
swimming for the surface
struggling for air
as more of me was lost.......

All that I wanted to dream, reduced
all that was left of me was defence
any tear that shall escape
absorbed by the sand sculpture
of which I had become

by Just Me

More Than Just an Onion

Layers of an onion I gave to you
Like a circle, unbroken
Like the brightness of the moon
The warmth of the sun
I am your constant

At the heart of the onion
Is my heart - I give to you
More than an onion (a circle)
Wrapped in thin brown paper
I am potent with love
Fierce in my devotion

A kiss from an onion
(My lips to your lips) stained
With my faithfulness,
My commitment,
You possess me
I am sweetly poisoned by you
There is no cure - I don't need one
You are my constant

by Just Me