Courting Full Stop.

No! I'm not Suicidal..But Fascinated by the Forbidden Fruit which I will bite someday..Naturally..Just not today....

Sultry Gaze and Entrancing Whispers,
Calling out My Name from not too far.
I know who it is and her name gives me no jitters,
'Cause death is my Seductress and my Shooting Star.

A queer choice of mine they say - Elusive and Dark,
Unholy, Cowardly, Lowly and Saddening.
I like a life for me to be way too stark,
And for Death to be loving me in ways beyond maddening.

Why not court Life instead they ask, almost too appalled,
Don't I get charmed by its enormous fancies to skip and hop.
Truly not a lot to look forward to since I've seen it all,
Death is Catharsis - Different, Final, The End and The Full Stop.

In My Eyes

In My Eyes..

Living on the precipice of what..I may never say nor know,
Looking out..out in the beautiful glorious wonders of nature.
I want to see but see my eyes on the outside -
Looking in..sensing my being..curious..

Calm down, says my brain as those are only your eyes,
What is to worry for you are a closed book.
Never opening it all up..keeping your guard up,
What will they see and what will you lose?

I see my eyes intently scrutinizing Me,
They look intrigued, yet distant — almost detached.
I wonder if they saw something i didn't ever see,
I hear their scream of silence bordering on boredom.

Then I hear them Run till the sounds fade away!