wild & glorious,
powerful and
beautifully wicked in her fury.
yet in surrender,
I find serenity,
and yearn for more.
Category: Eros
ventos da ria
swirling histories collide
twixt
mist
and
stone
a thousand souls
wander
below,
seeking purchase
in dreams, hoping
to return...
to return to,
what never will be
so perhaps
my dear,
we shall meet anon,
ere the moon escapes
us
once more
mtoto
this silence,
pressing
so
firm
against me that
each
breath slips me
deep...
deep...
deeper
into where
I fear
to return.
so far
away from you,
yet
so intimately near
to
everything,
I find you
again,
in the heart
of me.
and finally,
once again,
I
am
free.
smile
tiny expanse
of untold possibility
set ablaze
by a single
spark of
unadulterated joy.
summer passes, and other things too….
dragonfly
blows dry the morning
dew,
wings a-buzz
with the thick call of summer.
swallow
slips graceful
o’er cool evening breeze
through sunlit shimmer,
to slice
the corners of the wind.
and here,
twixt verdant moments
we wait patiently
for yesterday
see,
https://thedeprevation.com/2012/08/12/fat-silence/
pull and push
surging in
retreat,
we build
to tear down.
bathed in the reflective calm of starfire,
moonlight sets
souls ablaze
with a cool phantom touch.
simplicity holds
infinite fascination,
so slight in
its profundity
that these realized moments
echo eternity,
revealing a truth obscured
by love's light.
and so we grow.
LP No. 09_2024_stormfront
a love done furious.
unburdened by fear.
passion unchecked-
wicked,
and free.
a love coasting upon audacious dream:
comically intense,
wild, and
glorious.
shelter
be
damned.
what
comes
next?
I think you know.
LP No. 07_2024_borboleta blues, 2
rounding
the corners of the wind,
in elegant spasms of
grace and joy.
flittering
and
fluttering
and
floating
without care, or
worry for tomorrow.
girded only by the reckless abandon we too once knew.
LP No. O3_2024_thrill
stacatto.
sharp.
sudden.
-the instants punctuating these
moments and the next...
the comforting underlying KNOWING
cannot dispel
the breathless rush of anticipation, or
the sheer glee of discovery.
Joy
uncontained.... cleaves,
through this heart, and
unto these words
and this smile,
and
maybe
into you.
LP No. 02_2024_Faith
silence screams
peace
deep into my chest.
i want
not,
for love blossoms
in these calm moments
without you.
and I remember
how to say my name.
so
I can learn
to say yours too.
theDeprevation 