Samuel Vega

Sadness and shame devastate me,
My pride is taken
Because her feelings suffered
With gluttonous impatience, I await forgiveness
For a flower given to the wrong lady.

I’ve seen the haunting forms of shades
Acting out blissful recollections to dear to fade
Into the hollow chambers of one person’s memory
I’ve seen in the quiet sleepy darkness of an empty …

When I came home from work and clicked on the lights
The cockroaches would scatter and hide
Abandoning the sandwich and milk
She left on the counter for my dinner

When I was a boy we made war songs
And we marched up and down the empty lot by the railroad tracks
We made chants that imitated the charge of men
And we fell over each other to the chatter …

at night

when I’m enclosed by the dark solitude of my room

is when I feel it most

that’s when the pain is unbearable

wrenching out my insides

and shredding my heart

until sal…

Its mournful song of loss and forlorn
Finds understanding
In some quiet and lonely corner of my soul

You
My love
Are the reason for the delightful condition
Of my existence

Streetlight shadows, highlights of womanly curves
The teasing traveling of lips near my ear
Ignite vibrations of delight
That send you giggling with pleasure into the dark

You caress the Surface All the time Skimming Across my soul

The scent of bread baking
Just out of the oven
With cinnamon and sugar swirls
Dripping down the sides
A steel pitcher full of milk
Sweating, droplets running down its length

A warm breeze frees your hair, compelling it
To dance across your smile and hide the sadness in your eyes.

Today, my love

Man!!! Maybe it wasn’t worth all this…I’m thinking, as I peddled my bike as fast as it could go; trying to keep ahead of my brother Sam.

soft, as kisses lingering

The Templar, gawping at her woman’s sight
Flushed by emotions newly felt unfolding
And the world did spin the stars and moonlight
Into binding threads that tight his heart were holding