Conundrum

I lose myself in the vast blue skies
As I look up
I lose myself in your deep black eyes
When you look up
At me sitting in my corner of the room
As I watch
The corner of your mouth in the gloom
As I botch
My words in trying to express
A connection
And failing miserably to impress
This reflection
Upon your playful vulgar conscious
As your eyes
Rove over me, predatory, pretentious
All smiles
Looking for doors where there are none
Only windows,
My eyes, that you ignorantly shun
Wherein goes
The less-travelled path to my soul,
My madness
The covers entice you, not the whole
The sadness

Lucid Love

Spirit, darkness, mountain, clouds
Helpless fear of silent joy abounds
Deafening silence the only sound
And in this freedom newly found
I sculpt the sky and melt the ground
Yet nagged by a skipped beat as my heart pounds
Like a clock being in reverse wound
In my heart I blindly run around
As like an angel I do my rounds
Of the world as by imagination bound
Before thinking your name, I say aloud
As soon as I say it, I am found
In London city, on snowy grounds
By eyes that speak of grassy mounds
And promise of stolen words crowned
By a crooked smile and a playful frown
I'll run with you but let you down
I cannot kiss you lest time should drown