beyond
the darkness
and
after your next breath,
I wait for you.
seek not the light-
hearted distraction
of
the familiar.
delve
back into the crucible
of your passion,
unleashed
and wicked.
slip
gently
into your
Power.
i need you
to return.
i need you
to remember.
i need you
to
need
you.
burn each moment to ash.
repeat.
unless,
of course,
you’ve got a better plan.
the coming
fire
rages behind shut lids,
twin mirrors
to the swirling
torrent within.
do you
know
where ravens
go
to die?
right
behind
your
mind’s eye.
welcome home.
too long I moved
without your swing,
and dreamt
without your magic.
a scoundrel without charm,
only dangerous
to himself.
longing
for that part
of me
that I had given
wholly
to you.
Now I hear the call,
feeling the
sun on my back,
& the grass
twixt my toes..
Now I feel you,
meu camará
the love I bear
for me
collapses the farther I
stray from thee.
i am lost
and forgotten
when not revelling
inspired,
in the blissful
pleasure of your light.
but when i falter
my flame sputters,
and i seek
the lukewarm
and familiar:
arousals
of love
& affection.
but my spark
yearns
to again burn,
bright
and hot,
in the crucible of our
combined blaze.
return to me,
and let us
scorch the naive
with wickedness.
tickling
lost
souls
with magic
and wonder,
and hope.
windbrushed clouds
painted
with memories
of steps never taken
blow
through her tangled hair.
old fear swallows
your dreams,
and you awaken slaked
of thirst-
alone
but free.
you want more,
but you run:
the sun
has
set, tis
a
time
for magic,
&
a time for lost souls
to fail and
despair.
sky
open and wide
just
goes
on
and on
and
on…..
bumblebees
drinking
nectar
from the faint
moon print
hanging above:
straight blissin’
on what pleasures
will you dine today?
how far do
you
choose to fly?
expecting
and
wanting.
…. patiently yearning
alone
for that
touch
which never arrives.
you
see eyes
lost
in imagined reverie
of
love’s honeyed ministrations.
but
Truth can only love
one
soul at a time
moss laden forests
hide wanderer
memories
and lovers’ stolen
moments.
lost in that realm
of dream and wonder,
we dance
under an
eternal moon rise.
then kneel before
our fires divine.
as this day,
hallowed
and
ephemeral,
slips
noiselessly through
the veil of time
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!
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