breaking the wheel

slipping back
into the comfort of night,
i delight in mysterious wanderings, and
the unanticipated invitations
of love, and
fear,
and all the fury in between.
only to slip back
into a clarity unwanted.

I dare you
to walk with me,
down this path
and
through these wicked gates,
into infinity
and beyond,
where
day meets night
to simmer soothingly
over hearth
and bone.

take a sip
of this future
seasoned with ash
and happenstance,
and,
just a dash of wonder.

a song

bring me
more
of them sweet rain drops,
the ones that slip
through branch
and leaf
with naive &
bumbling grace,
like children
rolling gleefully
down
hills of grassy green.



i call for the tempest
in all her wildness,
and for skies
so deep in grey,
that Moon feels welcome
to slip in and play.

in this welcome calamity,
on my knees I sing,
for the hope
of a rainbow:
Gaia’s dream.

so,
please,
kiss me
again,
like you used to do,
and let us light the bright
with a magic so
fresh
and so new.

rising, once more

slipped
so smooth
onto my unawareness,
your muffled luminescence
scalds a fiery soul.


i hear
you,
radiant and roaring,
amongst the timid and
undeserving rabble.



my life rings
counterpoint
to your forlorn song.



celestial beings,
you and me,
united in a solitude
that is so fucking sweet.



if only
we
could...
....

....


touching,
and feeling,

.....

the faded magic of our souls.



invitation to oblivion: a love song.

tangled up &
heaving,
our love ravaged
bodies
lust
for the prismatic peace
of post-coital embrace.



souls' eye open,
and blind
but to a single truth
undefined.



and,
guided without limits,
our future rolls enigmatic
from Infinity's door.



come,
my fire-weaving Valkyrie,
come and dream with me.


come,
and you will see
how incredible
the unknown will be.

depths of seduction

a subtle spectre
of sweet chaos
drifts
ephemeral,
gliding tantalizingly close
over the welcome
softness of her bosom.

-----

piercing deeply
into mystery
and
wonder,
unabated flame
fuels
his craving.

-------

placid,
and
yielding to desirous touch:


her grace;


his beauty;


their finiteness;


belie
the fury roiling within.



shadow & water.
steel & flame.
truth combines
to vanish the fear.


tempest
&
inferno
twist mercilessly.


neither to be tamed
by that gentle thing
never named,
and only whispered,
deep
in the hollows
of forgotten dreams.



if but for fate.....


if but for pride.....




if but for doors left unopened,
this fierce love
could be yours,
and mine.

Awakening

so called clarity
begets this
mindless wandering.


I yearn again for
the simple dreamtruth
and
fantastical wisdom
found in that wild place within,
where cruel innocence
and
devout desire
writhe together as one,
intertwined;
ecstatic.


sinking once more
into this fog of knowing,
i drown my soul
deep into primal memories
of a union more true
than purest oblivion.



finally,
I am free.