Poet’s Eyes

Hands in paint
Fingertips aching
Dripping
With artistic desire
To paint
The indescribable

As I embrace
Your nakedness
Physical and emotional
With my poet’s eyes

Rationality abandoned
Senses awakened
I surrender to the unknown
For my heart is my guide
And love is my gravity

Hands in paint
Fingertips aching
Dripping
With ardor and fervor

I watch you
Come alive
Through my poet’s eyes

© Noora (2013)

Journey

It is time to go
But let me just disappear
Into this poem
For a while

Words drip out slowly
Like honey
Or the cherished dream
That once poured out from your lips
And flowed into my mouth

The setting sun plays an immortal hymn
For the moon
Her love is not unrequited
It is just out of reach

The waves break on shore
They carry ancient love letters
So that the beach would never have to be
Skinless

In awe I listen to the rolling sea
It calls out my name
Just like your gaze before
The one that said forever
And I drowned in your eyes
Time after time
Without fear

A solitary pilgrimage
Beneath the night canvas
Painted with sighing stars
With nothing to hold
But memories, dreams
And my undying hope
Faith

Miles away, worlds apart
Footsteps heading in separate directions
Yet you still are my beacon
The indescribable beauty of the nightfall
The soothing stillness of my lonely walks
When I am trying to finish off the story
That never ends but constantly evolves

Perhaps our fingers intertwine again
In another eternity
All we have to do is whisper
Our magic word
And the Universe will remember

Like the sea and the sky
Two souls
Once united
Will always be connected
Somehow
Somewhere in time

© Noora (2013)

Update: going on a vacation

My suitcase is packed and I’m ready to go. I’m flying to the island of Crete tomorrow afternoon. It is a place that has been calling my name for some years now and I need to find out why.

I will catch up with your posts when I return on July 20th. I’m hoping to return with a few new poems.

Happy writing and much love to you all!
Always,

Noora

Vulnerability

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Vulnerability
(under the magnifying glass)

Somewhere
Between the sunset
And a breaking dawn

Bare and exposed
Covered only
With the scars and stretch marks
Precious beauty spots
My journey has left me with

Vulnerability
Courage
At its finest

Verses written
Not to glorify
Nor to stay
But to leave
Poetic footprints
Behind

Echoes
Once naked sighs
Between searching lips
Compose
Beautiful ballads

Reflections
Once intertwined silhouettes
Of the two souls
Paint
Memorable scenery

For me
For anyone
Who cares
To welcome
My truth
Into their hearts

Please
Take off
Your magnifying glass
Put away
Your microscope
You will only discover
What you think is there

Observe my reality
With an open mind
And perhaps
You’ll hear
The lyrics
My quiet heart
Truly sings

Bare and exposed
Somewhere
Between the sunset
And a breaking dawn

© Noora (2013)

Photograph: © Teija