lost
in the blur
and rush
of moments past,
each tumbling
wildly into a slippery future,
I wait
for
you
Author: nomisyar
I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus.
spring’s last dance
dancing lights
scurry twixt
unfurling leaves.
bewitched by the flutter
of bats’ wings
Sun
waiting without
burning
within….
such
pleasure
cannot be
sin.
I
want
you
to
want me.
let us not
wait, and
gather
this wanting
into
a storm
bursting with furious bliss.
let this desire
flow
between
you
and
me,
like a stream,
swirling
with hidden delights.
revival
springing
forward
into the arms of
destiny.
falling
backwards
into the devouring chasm
of hope.
flying:
soaring:
being:
free.
brave.
human.
one touch to my soul
sparks
the fiery divine.
let me
touch you back
with this
spark of mine….
Our flame
lighting this world
with love
and
fulfilling desire
Invisible
My magic
keeps me
invisible.
My magic
devours
whole worlds and
leaves me
free
to feast.
My magic
keeps me
safe
from you,
and all the fierce love
you bring to bear.
My magic
hides me
in the shadows,
but I want to be seen
shining
with dark beauty.
Rise (again and again)
sometimes
that flame that burned so bright
fades
under
the fear
and malaise….
like day old mayonnaise.
but only sometimes….
(all the time).
until you rise
again.
Spring Nebula
up
‘tween bud and
branch,
magic swirls with
wispy hints of abundance
that cloud
these eyes,
drowning
in a deluge
of hope.
and a pigeon poops.
Delicate
a million and
one husks
swirl in the dust.
a million
and
one dreams
lost
to hope,
drained of desire.
where have
the brave boys
gone?
with their big grins.
what flame
remains
to consume
this fear?
the wind
calls
to the
creeping dawn,
and I call
to you.
trust only
my fire.
trust only,
my love.
trust only
this night,
for all else is gone.
The Waiting
spring slides softly
into
summer
-gently,
as two trembling
hearts
hunger to slip
once again
into
love’s
embrace.
every sparrow song:
a kiss
forgotten.
each butterfly:
a knowing glance
misplaced.
the river runs
hot
with expectation.
and these lips
wait
for
you.
empty promise
light drops
heavy
through the
hollow of my
being.
slipping
violently
into
unexpected calm.
in this void
we are
drowned
in want, and
devoured by love.
so come,
and cool yourself
in the ashes of
my soul.
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