Unconcious Love

I listen to the ringing of a bell

and it becomes your voice.

Oh, how sweetly I melt

into a bath full of petals.

Pink sleep drifts like an outspoken

fluff of cloud

through my mind that wanders,

but always comes back to you.

Can we really be so far apart?

My Capricorn,

my angel's flame.

If I were to kiss you

would I get burned?

If it is so

let me blaze!

I'll eat my own ashes

in the breath of your name.

I hear a siren

and it's calling for you.

It knows we should be together,

and how is that possible?

Strength, we have not...

that won't help us at all.

So I suppose I'll just go on

worshipping your stare

that sadly I cannot see.

© krishna 12/7/1998