Tell Me How to Love You and I’ll Do it

If there’s a way to love you betterIf there’s a way to love you kinder

Tell me now, say it louder

I swear I’ll do just that

so we could always be together…

29.10.2017 ©bluesirie


A Love to Last

they say, “we rise by lifting others”

I would climb 29,029 ft

that’s the Mount Everest for you

ascend up to 2,722 ft and that’s 

the tallest man-made building

I would lift you up again and again

and if you fall and fail 

stuck up in a well

I will be there,

so you don’t have to be alone

remind you over and over

that we only fall

in order to rise

and I don’t know how to love

a perfect love

but I know how to love

a love that lasts…

25.10.2017 bluesirie

Good Love

When I said I want a good love

I meant, I want a love that will choose me


I meant, I want someone who will be with me

even when I’m unbearable, impossible
even on days when I’m a reiterating mistake
specially on days when I’m a weeping orchestra
I want a good enough love that will stay

When I said I want a good love

I didn’t mean it to be you

but when I meant a good love

there’s just no one like you…

C. You Shouldn’t Blame Me

We kissed and I swear,
for the first time in my life
I considered,
like really considered
that maybe, just maybe
love also sometimes
equate to sex
and in the most sacred way
I mean that.

I realized someone could touch me
and I’d never feel dirty
nor felt being used or abused
caressed and loved and embraced

You taught me how to open up
showed me a different world to explore
so you shouldn’t blame me,
if my definition of sex is you
so you shouldn’t blame me,
if my definition of fire is you

so you shouldn’t blame me
don’t ever blame me
‘coz you make me love you…

you can’t blame me
if I’m giving you all of me
you just can’t…

©bluesirie 5.10.14

He’s Different

he’s different. He’s one of the few
I will always feel blessed
to have been gifted the chance to
connect with, even for such a brief period of time..

he’s different in all the sense that made sense- even to the ones that doesn’t..

he’s different, maybe only because my heart craftily made him so, but he’s different..

maybe not in the way you would expect it, but
in the ways my soul
would flutter when
his proximity is within

this world’s reach…