Gone
How We Love
In Passing
~ I don’t want you to fade into what could have been, my skin knowing your touch so well a deserted vastness in this empty space. - I don’t want you to forget a soul feeds from attention when hungrily seeking redemption from sins of flesh, “Mea culpa” in blindness wanting to stay how I needed you, delicately wrapped in lace under sheets sustaining desires. - I don’t want you to go alone into the unknowns of time, when love so little requires and a flicker of light will burn bright into the darkness of tomorrow. - Could you see me as yours? I wonder how you are inside your guarded thoughts, a touch you kindly hide while in dreams alone will always see you as mine- – HRios (Revised)
Of Things I Hide
Can I live without Love?
I Do Not Love Anymore
I Wished to Burn
~ I wished to burn but hardly touched the surface the heat evading my melting heart, her lips awaiting slightly apart inviting games, I didn’t play. I wished to burn for fire I was destined, afraid I almost touched the surface to burn ignited by her lust, but wished to burn together turned to dust. - HRios
If I Meet You at the End

~ If I meet you at the end, will I cry if don’t know who you are but a dream of a life never had. And I ask how and why I was left on this road which diverged and it flowed like a river in spring filled with wishes and hope. If I meet you at the end, will it be as it was when my life just began and I moved like the wind swiftly kissing the rain, turned from child to a man. And If I meet you at the end will I love once again? - HRios
You Were Meant to be a Memory
Hands accustomed to flirting playing tricks across my eyes deceiving my need. I though loneliness lives in old hearts but yours at night quietly sang high on liquor and weed as we danced and we danced to an unspoken tune. Truth hides between kisses and hands accustomed to emptiness holding your waist made of moon as we dance and we dance high on liquor and weed to an unspoken tune, but you were meant to be a memory. - HRios