Shrouded
in the brilliant
preponderance
of the coming storm,
and
ensconced
in swirling mists
of ether,
magics,
and assorted devilry,
Destiny calls out,
desperately
yearning for your touch.
Do you
hear her?
Do you want to?
or would you rather slip
back
into sweet angelic
dreams of beauty
and love?
hidden away in vaults of eternal treasure,
She waits for your embrace.
Will you answer?
or simply wither away?
Category: Lucifer
deeper
precious grace
made obsolete
by the vulgar mastications
of the vigorously masturbated masses.
this bleeding jewel-
soul’s fire,
given freely
and
enthusiastically,
is all i have to give.
is all,
that i am.
a whispered diamond that cuts
deep.
salamander blues
dampened peregrinations
under winter scented showers.
seeking truth
from these endless
traverses:
crossroads of the then,
and the now.
and Fate
rolls on
incessant,
flashing, with epiphanous finality.
my rorschach,
now a gift
to you….
may your revelation
lead you home.
Epilogue/Prologue (and the stuff in between too)
underneath, and
between the rapturous birdsong,
and
hovering over every golden burst
of dawn,
lies
Fear,
greedily waiting
to devour your flame.
waiting
to sap your pleasure
waiting
for your fall.
Except,
the beauty of nightingale’s sorrow,
and
the blinding glory of our favorite star
lifts true believers
above the pesky threats of love.
so,
my cumbersome angel,
come,
glide
on winds untold,
and let us,
together, fall
eternal
mojo sunrise
flame tipped wisps of morning
wane vainglorious into the coming day.
almost matching
the burning within-
almost.
but here inside,
i continue to rise.
Night Breeze
sliding
away
without a care,
Destiny calls your name.
will
you follow, or
stay?
do you even
remember
how to play?
dancing
into
infinity…
spinning wonders
stolen
from hot gossamer winds,
pregnant with promise, lust, and adventure.
sinking deeply,
into the beauty
of our love.
now,
here comes the rain
and the thunder,
and all the magic in-between.
let us weave tales of beauty,
and of love, and
Angels shall fall
to hear our song.
mirror broken
seeking
that truth from which
I run.
I cannot escape
the honeyed honesty
dripping
from your bitter eyes.
I
see
only reflections
of
prowling demons:
silenced,
but wary.
I long
for
reciprocity in
our intimacy,
or
truly,
maybe i
long simply
to behold
me.
slow storm coming
two doves
swingin’
under the roiling steel
now fly to shelter.
leaves
rattle
and hum,
as the wind squeezes
in close
& tight,
seeking to escape
the thunder.
i won’t feel at home
until She engulfs me
with Her chaos.
the sky is afire,
you should go home.
here,
there be devils and
angels and more,
gliding
through orgies of selfish delight.
you should go home
now,
there will be no peace
tonight.
Velvet Fire
dancing across the wind,
lighting
the way with
prophetic visions;
these
waiting eyes
burn in anticipation.
take me with you.
i want to
fly
like you do.
i want
to scorch the world
with wonder.
i want.
i want.
i want
to be free.
the sun has set
yet our bellies still burn.
for your soft fire,
my fingers still yearn
Fire & Silver
in the corners
of this shadowy
union,
souls dream and
linger,
seeking the old magic.
inside this simple alchemy burns
a truth
more profound than
life,
and love.
looking
into this mystery,
secrets deep within are
unlocked and
released,
and the demons come out
to play.
and we dance together,
we happy little devils,
we dance
beneath the bonfire
of my soul.
theDeprevation 