HOURGLASS

Should I shed my tears,
for the quiet pause which my life is at?

Should I wet my cheeks,
as I look behind and realize
the empty twenty pages of my life?

Should I frown upon my character,
for standing still while time is moving forward?

Should I hold my breath,
While my thoughts are painting
The dreams of where I should already be?

Should I fill my heart with disappointment,
for not yet finding my soul that lives inside me?

Should I poke my eyes to look inside,
and follow my so-called inspiration?

IN ITS PLACE

I stand here in my hourglass,
Drowning in a lost identity.

Instead of standing on it,
Living the life,
That I’ve painted in my dreams

© Elizabeth Dominguez

THE STANGER

What keeps my heart with you?
What makes me bear the pain?
What provides me with such strength?
HOPE
Faith for the person who once loved me to return
That left nothing but a stranger to watch their home
A stranger that doesn’t recognize my smell, my face, my voice
A stranger that denies my gift of love
This stranger that won’t open when I knock, even though my knuckles bleed.
Laughs at me through breath upon the glass
Hope is what preserves me on your porch
Quietly I wait for your return.
Hope will shield me from the stranger in your home.

© Elizabeth Dominguez

REMEMBERING

I still here the sound of his fading smile
Thinning laughter, from the last I heard it
No more can I feel the wet of his mouth
Sweetly tasting, from the last I met it
For My lips drank their last drop of kiss
leaving themselves arid and thirsty.
The loneliness whispers on my back
Reminding me of my lacking protection
Introducing me to the emptiness at my side
The strength of my stubbornness dries my tears
Wipes them before they drown the color of my eyes
© Elizabeth Dominguez

DISPLACED AND LOOKING BACK

The moon was smiling tonight
Just the way he loved it
I wanted to touch his numbers
To find out if he caught it.
But
If he heard my voice,
Deeper he would fall.
I don’t have the strength;
nor the courage to pull him out.
I too have fallen in my world.
My hands imprinted on my back.
Displaced myself to an unfamiliar set
Accused of invading this happy home
My unwanted presence obvious to let me know
Feeling homesick from the place I called my home
Honored presence, with no shame they welcome me hello.
Remembering the sunset, and how I felt at ease.

I heard hope in your voice
With faith for us to restore as one
My inability drowns me with guilt.

© Elizabeth Dominguez

THE NEWS

Screaming inward
Stopped mid-forward
Thick black mass
Blocking my pass
In part believing
Through it I’d be leading
Sand slipping through the rocks
Listening to the tick of the clocks
Witnessed misunderstanding
Robed me of my feelings
Woke me from my dreaming
Reaction in my screaming
Part of me believing
I was not sleeping
Head resting on a pillow
Moon outside my window
©Elizabeth Dominguez

BLIND LOVE

Ask me of my dreams
Question my motivations
Understand my reasons
For the ways I’m living
Let the answers you receive
Be the magnetism to our kiss

Discover what curves my smile
Find what forms my tears
Realize what lights my anger
Let the answers you receive
Feed the passion to your touch

Ask me where I’ve been
Listen to why I fear
Accept my insecurities
Let the answers you receive
Allow you to desire me

Although your eyes are shut
And the memory of my body
Taken from your thoughts

Love the overdoing of my mind
Need the fantasy of my nature
Embrace my sensitivity
Ignore the body that walks
Discount my well endowed
Solely allow it to invite
Not keep you from inside

Ignore my painted lashes
Forget my colored lips
Overlook my flashy clothes
In the morning it all fades

Ripen your fruit of love
From my tree that grows within
For the fruit you cannot see
Will focus on its flavor

©Elizabeth Dominguez

A SIMPLE TASTE

Is it you that attracts me?
or
the fact that you’re a challenge?
For keeps I do not want you
A simple taste will satisfy.
A taste to quench my craving
This craving for your flavor

Flirtatious words I show you
To open up your eyes
Jokingly you take them
A simple smile you treat me

Is it me that can’t attract?
Or
The fact that you’re too coy?
For keeps I do not want you
A simple taste will satisfy.
A taste to end my hunger
A sample I’ll enjoy

© Elizabeth Dominguez

BOTTLED EMOTIONS

Overflowing feelings
stop my lungs from breathing

Choaking with emotions
fear strangled in my throat

Unsafe release of truth
it drowns inside my chest

Overworking effort
to stop this like from showing

Its frustrated anger
leaves me sick and tired

I feel it screaming
neurotic claustrophobia

The vibration of its crying
trembles in my grasp
echoes through my veins

Finding no more space
Having no more strength
to store this anxious like.

Would your interest loose its depth
if I shared with you a taste
of this sugar that I swallow?

© Elizabeth Dominguez

SMILE

Pulsing energy flowed within my veins
Exploding excitement pummeled through my inner-self
A mix of happiness and fear
Found release upon my lips
Escaping through my eyes
The feeling shattered as a smile
My emotions exhaled in my voice
My anticipation spun my mind
It left me dizzy and alive
The cause of this inner bliss
A simple smile on your lips.
© Elizabeth Dominguez

SOLUTION

I've come to a protective solution

for my entangled familiar situation

My hands will bury my face

Secrets will remain as cuts on my bitten tongue.

Whispers will linger in my thoughts

Finding no release

I will not allow them to confess into your ears

Revealing my flattering words

I will lose my own-self in my own confusion

Dropping crumbs to find my way back

I will not allow your personality to guide me

For it will swallow my helpful crumbs

Your hands will erase the path of my reinvented spirit

Trying not to create disruption

with my funny smile and playful eyes

I will cage my wild passion

In my famished heart

Depriving it from what it cannot love.

feeding it lies

Convincing it that your smile irritates

Contradicting my feelings with my bitter past

Remembering its lingering aftertaste

realizing how frightfully identical

It is all falling into place.

© Elizabeth Dominguez

BREATHLESS

Deceived

Misled

A picture painted in my mind

Painted over the one I thought was perfect

Slowly transforming with mixed colors

Unexpectedly washed away

Angry

Disappointed

For the sun I found was fake

No sign of clouds

What came and took my light?

Too involved in my newly naked canvas

Neglecting reality

until

it

came

and

took

my

breath...

© Elizabeth Dominguez

INVISIBLE

Did you not hear me

When I called out your name?

Should I have been louder?

For only the deaf man

Heard my loud scream.

Why did he hear me?

He does not love me.

Did you not feel me

When I tapped on your shoulder?

Was my tap much too weak?

For only the dead man

Felt my strong touch.

Why did he feel me?

He does not love me.

Did you not see my tears?

Were the drops a tad bit too small?

For only the blind man stopped

To ask me “what’s wrong”?

Why did he see me?

He does not love me.

Did you not see my fall?

Were you too weak to give me your hand?

For only the boy with no hands

Helped me back up.

Why did he help me?

He does not love me.

Why couldn't you hear me?

You told me you’d listen

Why didn’t you feel me?

At times you would hold me

Why didn’t you see me?

Sometimes you would smile

Why didn’t you help me?

You said you’d be there.

Why aren’t you here?

You told me loved me.

© Elizabeth Dominguez

REMNANTS

Her lingering perfume

Haunted this room in its entirety

Her naked footprints

Engraved upon this fractured floor

Freshly cut glass

From the damage she caused

His fingers still bleeding

From his attempt to clean it up

Uncomfortable intimidation

Annoyed my guarded visit

Reassuring invitation to stay

Echoed in the slamming door

When he told her she must go

His bandaged fingers

Smearing the lipstick from his mouth

His serious smile reassured me not to fear

For in the past he left her

His blood seeping through his cast

My fingers have no grip

On baggage from my travels

So clear the past

So fresh her smell

So deep her prints

So big this room

©Elizabeth Dominguez

QUICK LIP

Unstable feelings

Emotions painting different colors

Reacting to this constant changing atmosphere

Pacing, rushing, speeding

Swallowing what is thrown

Timeless ability to digest

When time has finally found me

Along with the day it swallowed

Mixed emotions of how it made me feel

Guilt regretful thoughts

For how my mouth reacted

Earnestly, that’s how I felt

For I had no time to censor

Sugarcoat or feel regret.

Unable to regurgitate

The past that’s in my belly

An ugly mess a retched smell

From how my mouth reacted.

© Elizabeth Dominguez