SENSUAL TIME

In the cold morning light
When no ones in sight
You whisper my name
And nothings the same

Your voice at my neck
The bruch of your lips
A twinge in my side
Staightens me into you

Eyelashes tickling my skin
Toes digging in squeezing tight
Exploring fingertips find
A sensuous time.

c) Maha'oi 2007

Before Sunrise

To wake up before the sun
The body begs to lay still
The mind knows better
As interrupted dreams get shelved
Wanting to be resscued
Eventually the body
Follows the mind
Discipline. Survival. Life.

c) Maha'oi 2000

Voices

A nagging voice whimpers
Begging to be somewhere else

Concentrating on peace of mind

Conversation to a higher power
Sound one sided and redundant
Answers appear unnoticed.

c) Maha'oi 2000