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.
Category: TheBaron
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.
sparking the soulstice
languid decadence awaits,
filling
hot humid days which
slip
softly
into sultry nights, and
we lose
ourselves to a yearning
and desire.
sweating,
and whetting our
divine fire.
sweet lover,
let us sin again,
and again, and
again.
let’s set flame to this summer
for,
there shall be no other.
muse abuse
drowning in a torrent of calm,
i find peace in the chaos of creation
and,
life springs
anew.
what devilish game
you play with
me,
sapping my will
and
claiming destiny?
my very soul
sacrificed to your whim,
and yet
you
want what i have not
to give.
but it is yours.
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.
spark
fiercely tamed
by pride,
I come to you
for some succor and
respite
from the storm within.
wickedly,
shamelessly,
my light slips out -unexpectedly
and
needlessly.
and,
through these broken eyes
Truth washes away reality.
will you give me
what i
ask?
or
must i take it
again
and again,
like a chaste whore,
born again?
LP No. 41_2021_heat
a slow burn
rises
underneath the plains.
and it is midnight still.
Santa Ana Hoodoo gone wild.
And I like it…
quenched by the
dry electric air…..
I’m electric too.
storm’s been abrewin’,
some 42 years now.
CRAAAADAACK!
Let’s Play.
LP No. 39_2021_prayer II
kneeling
to feel myself rise.
surrendering
to master your desires.
the singleness of
our sacred depravity:
the root of our chaotic duality.
erupting the
dampened fires of our wicked souls
we drown in a bliss hitherto unknown.
LP No. 23_2021_windswept
i look into your eyes,
seeking infinty,
finding only love.
you look into my soul
seeking providence-
and so we dance,
naked,
under starlit skies.
two somnambulist hedonists
lost to passion, and
drowned in unquenchable desire.
finally we rise,
forsaken by destiny
and finally free
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.
