Take Out

Can I have the moon to go?

Dimly lit chamber holds the soul

Empty appetite leaves one whole

Gaze into the stars

With less luster than her eyes

Admire from afar

Feel further than the sky is

A smile is

Sweet temperament

Bitter torment

Curt silence

Cute demeanor

A seance

A ghost, to have seen her

More seasoned memories

That make me a believer

In wishing on fallen stars

© The Sad Owl

Sushi!

One night, just turned summer

Spring glimmer

Flowers germinate

One sight, one to another

Words simmer

As pupils dilate

Hungry and forlorn

Distant but never lost

Veering off to empty spaces

I often fill with you

At least the image

Mysterious and unfinished

Smile just slightly blemished 

Blush in which I relished

Laughs incite a heart attack

A smile Is only pain

Just a half grin from you

Is a rhythm no longer sane

A raw meal of fish swim soulfully

As still and unhindered, shyly and woefully

Your lips run through my mind

Each time they close and mine

How delicious is this sushi!?

© The Sad Owl