#7

Writing is letting someone in,

Taking them by the hand,

Asking them to cross the threshold,

Into your inner world,

You tell them which step to mind,

Which quicksand to avoid,

You tell them,

Come take a seat,

But leave the spaces intact.

#6

Come let’s find paths that lead to nowhere,
Crunch our way through dried leaves of ochre.
Come let’s get drenched in the rains,
Traipse and slosh in muddy puddles, soiling our boots.
Come let’s talk about the nothings- in -particular,
And set aside the told-you-so's, what-ifs and never-evers.
Come let’s just be…
Let’s be ourselves a little longer than we need to. 

#5

There are islands,
And alleys,
That you don't allow passage to,
There are rivers,
And minefields,
That you keep well hidden,
There are loose wires,
And hollow aches,
That haunt you,
Someday I will know you.

#4

When you dare to wear,
Your heart on your sleeve,
You can hear it a little more clearly.

#3

Why is it that we get attached to certain people unknowingly - and they become the Velcro loops to our Velcro hooks? 

#2

You don't realise it then,
It happens soundlessly,
Quietly hatching inside you,
Spreading like smoke,
Through all your shuttered windows,
It always catches you unawares
You never realise the exact moment,
When you fall in love.

#1

When I loved a song, I didn’t want to own it,

It was sweeter to chance upon it,

Playing on the radio, 

A strain of it drifting from a stranger’s window,

Because when you own it, it loses its charm,

Becomes commonplace, within your reach,

To play it often and tire of it,

Maybe that is how relationships should be too.