a kind
word
or
a
gentle
smile
is enough to
lift
you
up,
above the sky.
Author: nomisyar
I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus.
pause
between
sundrop
&
teardrop,
the future boils.
behind the
moon,
and
among
stars,
dreams erupt.
here
i
am,
stuck
in
this
perfect
moment,
alone
with
you.
Snooze
late night wonderings
take the mind to
distant lands,
far
from
home.
soul,
tethered
to these wakeful sojourns,
waits.
waits to flee and be
free
of your doubts,
and
your
fears.
waits,
to reconnect with
me.
so close your eyes,
until
sun’s decadent rise.
so we can
be.
we,
us three.
time (in dog years)
dragging us closer
to
union
and
further
apart.
so
my love,
encapsuled
in
each
falling
grain
of sand,
is bundled
up in fear
of losing.
yours
however,
flows
eternal,
and only
grows.
Dawn Delight
slow
and
deliberate,
inexorable
in his
push
to
beautify
(or beatify?),
he licks away
her velvety mauve
with hot streaks
of his daily desire.
mellowed by his
fury
and passion,
she accedes.
she recedes.
with a graceful
knowing,
life proceeds.
dreamflowin’
so long
since beauty
has brushed
these
lips,
and now
they dream
of sweet
rounded hips.
the
taste
of promise is
in the air;
debauched longing,
wishing
to be near;
and we wait.
deja vu, a missed rendezvous
drifting
above
below
and,
in between,
you wait
for me.
hidden
under sun
&
stars,
&
baobab,
you pray
for me.
your
hands
yearn
for
me.
and I,
I too
yearn
for me.
but i hear
peals of laughter
ghosting
from the mist,
and we
both
are
missed,
again.
Time Travel
sifting through
future transgressions,
we find
hope
in
audacity.
we
find
courage
in foolhardiness.
we find
truth
in bemusement.
we find
ourselves….
soaring.
Why?
sinking low,
beneath
love’s call,
endless pleasure awaits.
mute
the glory
that you know;
halt the natural
rhythm
&
flow,
and sail down
to ebb with
me,
violently
into
infinity.
What was lost
heart
awakens before the dawn;
hands
reach across
hungrily,
for you.
there,
amongst the midnight
wanderings of the soul,
we found
each other.
we found
peace.
we laughed.
we played.
we
were
wicked
in our childish joy.
but now
as night’s slip
pulls away,
you have gone.
are you out there?
are you seeking me out?
does your soul remember
our dance
under the forests of our imaginings?
dreaming perfection:
two souls fast at love.
but.
as a dull orange
burning lustfully
lights the east,
purpose
sweeps away
the ashes of my mind.
i see my sweet
and
beautiful
phantasmal partner right here,
with me…
i feel my lover
dancing with delight,
right here
within me.
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