only in
nothing’s embrace,
are we finally
ready
to love.
Category: Eros
LP No. 38_2020_waiting (iv)
twisted
love
wraps ’round my words.
words
meant for a destined love.
words
not meant for you.
words
gilded with bombastic desire.
words
dredged from winding streams of longing.
words
harvested gently
from the orchards of my soul.
words,
which remain locked forever,
deep
inside of me.
and so,
i write this poem.
LP No. 30_2020_lingering
sweetly expectant.
delicate.
patient.
feeling
all of infinity
rushing behind us
in anticipation,
knowing
oblivion awaits
beyond,
we cleave
trustingly
deeply
decadently
&
innocently
unto that moment,
and one another.
LP No. 24_2020_Equinox (Vernal)
a
lone
butterfly
flutters past
as
Spring’s hope
of beauty and
love
fade
&
tumble
into the drying mud.
dreams float
unrealized,
and a love
grows, untested;
life
continues without,
and
within.
Hope
eyes closed and
face to the wind,
a dream’s crumbled ruins
scrape at my knees
truth lost
in the tumult of love
as
Destiny
calls your name.
Hope answers,
strong
&
brave,
She answers,
with a defiant tear
rejoicing in her eye.
LP No. 20_2020_angel chess
fallen wings
slip the shoulder,
softly crashing
into a dream
Fate’s blades
twist
slowly
and the future screeches
to accept
you
and
me
in this broken moment.
lost
together
in Her machinations,
we dance.
blissfully,
we
weave
our story
from
scratch.
LP. No. 12_2020_letting go
beauty
trickles
from
cold,seething
wounds,
tickled
by
impetuous reveries
of
you.
my Muse,
spurned
and
usurped
by dreams unrequited,
left me
here
to dribble
besotted
drivel (to you).
words can be fickle
but the heart,
never so…
where now,
will this heart go?
LP No. 09_2020_elusive illusory
I try
to forget that kiss
that never slipped
your waiting
mouth.
or that ecstatic night of
electric delight
that never was.
I hope
to let slip
from my memories
sweet summer days
strolling hand-in-hand
indulgent
and happy…
such wonderful days
which never came to pass.
the dream of you
is real,
and every day is
but passing time
until such dreams come true.
Resolve (the third one, an awakening -of sorts)
secrets screamed out
of pitch
darkness
wash over these bones.
faithless transgressions
bury
the
earnest.
truth
lies
inside.
truth lies
through beautifully
soft and open loving eyes.
truth
dies,
and finally,
this soul is prepared
to walk this inevitable road,
alone.
deuces!
reflections
i cannot escape
the pull
of you.
i always return
right here
to you.
my soul knows
only the truth
in you.
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