unexpected
and anticipated,
your lurid games
flood my dreams with dwindling desire.
and as i sink
into the wonder
of tomorrow, and all it's
shadowy regret,
your illumination
scorches the night
with darkness and
memories unbidden.
and i stand free.
Category: Lucifer
Future Tense
plans beget
plans, and
once unravelled,
beget more and more…
what joys await
this destined fate?
what challenges will I meet
and surpass
in a single a heartbeat?
what may come
may never arrive
for fate is something for me to contrive.
so come what will
and come what may,
I’ve not yet had my fill,
I am ready to play.
Lunar Bartering
sear me with your mad visions
of the chaos within,
and i will paint you such a world:
basked in grace
and wickedness.
slay me with your passionate wonder,
and I will drizzle soft magic upon your dreams.
come to me
my terrestrial lover
and taste a bliss celestial.
and I did.
the end.
Boundary
somewhere
twixt there and
near,
we meet. again
caught,
somehow
unawares.
mystic starlight bursts
on the edge of night’s phantom
touch:
flickers of summers past,
and glimmers
of joys to come.
the magic grows,
quelling the mystery
and fear. but still
here
we are, again
stuck ‘tween the two.
fueling this fire
of passion, beauty, and
wanton desire.
Words:
capturing the confusion
within
until
that skein of fear
slips away violently,
drowning
this world
in woe.
Or,
simply setting us free.
after the storm
this longing,
undiminished yet
faltering,
like a wet feather in the wind.
swirling galaxies of delight and wonder
wait
to find their way
to you.
if only i was strong enough,
if only there was time enough.
if only.
if only.
a stalking wind,
hot
dry,
charged with audacity
and purpose,
rolls in
over my dreams,
sending tingles of nostalgia
through these borrowed bones.
it is time.
are you ready?
LP No. 29_2021_righteous
wanton truths
dealt from a soul of lies,
the Universe weeps,
a fallen angel cries.
a wickedness,
aimed ever
pure, direct,
and true,
the telltale signs
of murderous virtue.
LP No. 27_2021_sunburst
eternity captured
in a single moment-
or perhaps,
maybe
two,
before the reality
of now
crashes through.
borrowed feelings
slip the skein and
leave lovers
lost,
with no path home,
and so the demons await
with angelic blessings:
lust and fire
and perpetual desire.
LP No. 18_2021_sunset reflections
Look!
a silhouette of the wonderous setting sky!
glowing remnants of such flaming majesty!
Astounding!
Magnificent!
Luminous!
mere reflections of Beauty,
and all i may behold.
memories
of past brilliance, frozen
in detail spectacular,
fill the tomes
stacked in this
cavernous soul,
but
there is no light to see:
the torch
having been extinguished
by me.
so i dream in shadow,
and play in between
what was
and never could be.
LP No. 15_2021_tension
torn asunder
through passion’s wild grip,
heart and soul rampage
within,
yearning to escape.
shocked by my own ferocity,
i watch
bemused,
yet uninspired.
I watch,
as night falls again.
and i dance,
with the demons in my head.
