a subtle spectre
of sweet chaos
drifts
ephemeral,
gliding tantalizingly close
over the welcome
softness of her bosom.
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piercing deeply
into mystery
and
wonder,
unabated flame
fuels
his craving.
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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.
Category: In Vino….
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.
familiar brew
sliding
back
into simpler times
when hopes
&
cares were
one and the same. and
i
see
u
standing there waiting
so i warn you of the coming storm, and
you smile,
in that way that you do,
reciting fables,
as you tell me to shoo.
my light
shines brighter
in the shadow you cast,
yet still you bask adoringly
in the brilliance of my love
for you.
always
you.
the storm approaches.
and so we dance
as wildflowers do.
under the midnight sky.
we dance:
twin fires
scorched by the wonder of the other,
sinking into
forbidden delights;
true souls lost
to
the bliss
of an existence forgot.
How could we know
the power
we wield?
we are young,
we are eternal,
we are.
unshackled
this light
soars over all purpose
and burning
desires,
leading,
ever so gently, to unexpected truths.
Wild Woman
opened my soul,
and
my heart too.
slipped
unto my hearth
to fan my flames
with loving kindness,
tender wisdom
and,
her wild magic.
opened my heart,
and
my soul too.
days, weeks,
or centuries pass-
her mark is
indelible, and
infinite in its alchemy.
this soul is open
to the star fire within,
ready to unleash a love unfathomable
unto a Universe in need
of audacious miracles
and boundless possibility.
and I sally forth,
to open hearts,
and
souls too.
Lua Lust Longing (Samhain Blues)
beneath this wisp
of phantasmic mist,
i wait
for you.
soul,
surrendered so
long ago
to your pale brilliance.
but where are you?
dancing with
Samhain?
this is Samedi,
so don’t leave me
longing,
in vain.
Devils
and Demons and
Prayers to the Dead,
belie
the wonder
of you….
mystical
fantastical
luminous
you.
so,
i wait,
with impatient calm,
wait,
to glimpse again
your shadowy light,
glimpse,
that i may once again
touch
mine infinity.
slipping
&
sliding
through this patchwork sky,
fly
free.
fly
safe.
fly back ,
to me.
sunset swing
lofted low, beneath
a smiling horizon,
your lover awaits with tantalizing
promise:
a brand
new
day
what has passed
may yet come to pass
for some,
but never for you.
you will miss
the calm whisper of moonshadow
which,
already slips
across this goosebumped skin.
memories
sweeter than summer jasmine’s nightly call
lead me astray,
and errant fireflies
light
the road to abandon.
i should…..
i should return.
return to what I know, but
perhaps home,
is where the wild things grow.
soul sistah, i wanna get wi’chya
soul sistah,
really,
i wanna get wi’chya.
and live a life existential and
sacred, and yet
scandalously ir-reverential.
let’s be grounded
in the metaphysical,
connected to our roots
with souls flung free.
let us make love
in the shadow of our Story,
and bask
in the afterglow of our glory.
let’s make babies,
young,
gifted,
and black.
let them know real love
by how my fingers caress your back.
I mean to getchya woman,
give you all of me
and make you mine.
but first
let us stroll a bit
and let our tale unwind.
Wien
again and again
i return
to you
with your vaulted airs
borne of a past
haunted
by fancies and prestige,
and gilded
with horrors.
your
charming rounded corners
still cut
sharply
into my hollowed
depths.
i see aperol smiles
sharing
lilt
that still escapes me.
you are home,
away from
every other place I go.
don’t wait for me.
because I won’t-
yet we seem to meet
again
and again
on your broad
mourning streets
ain’t free*
tickled by
sweet
desire,
i run
faster than you can feel.
touch,
deeper than you can know.
love,
bigger than you can imagine.
so,
can you really
know where i am going?
if i don’t?
appreciate this lovin’
if it comes with a twist?
surrender everything
and enter the divine?
maybe I’ll get
you a pair
of go-fasters,
so you can do you,
and let me
be free.
or maybe,
I’ll just keep on running,
until i fly
again.
cuz,
(you
aint
neva
been
‘ta
spain.)
*inspired by Mr. Lamar
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