PORTRAITS

Enis

The solitude of white mountains

split opened

to a drop of sunshine…

One's cradling arms,

one's furtive dreams,

but unspoken

fear of a life…

The lure of the blue unyielding,

but leaving behind

the broken range,

a heart,

a life,

broken…

Jack

Asking the stars how to shine

for you alone

though the glare

of the broad daylight.

Asking the trees how to green

into your dreams

to ease your pain,

to give you mine…

But dreams undone -

you're leaving

a broken heart

behind…

But crumbled hopes -

I'm leaving

a shattered life

behind…

THE BROKEBACK'S STORY

The snows of mountains

yearning for the skies,

the ice of a heart broken

by the blue

of one's eyes...

A leaf of a leaf

and a stone of a stone,

the secret of dreams

and the pain of the gone...

A brush of the lips

then the dare of the arms,

a breath of the hope,

but the pain with the gone...

The dust of the tears

in the grey of the dawn,

the hurting of silence

and the pain -

by the gone...