sometimes
that flame that burned so bright
fades
under
the fear
and malaise….
like day old mayonnaise.
but only sometimes….
(all the time).
until you rise
again.
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Delicate
a million and
one husks
swirl in the dust.
a million
and
one dreams
lost
to hope,
drained of desire.
where have
the brave boys
gone?
with their big grins.
what flame
remains
to consume
this fear?
the wind
calls
to the
creeping dawn,
and I call
to you.
trust only
my fire.
trust only,
my love.
trust only
this night,
for all else is gone.
The Waiting
spring slides softly
into
summer
-gently,
as two trembling
hearts
hunger to slip
once again
into
love’s
embrace.
every sparrow song:
a kiss
forgotten.
each butterfly:
a knowing glance
misplaced.
the river runs
hot
with expectation.
and these lips
wait
for
you.
empty promise
light drops
heavy
through the
hollow of my
being.
slipping
violently
into
unexpected calm.
in this void
we are
drowned
in want, and
devoured by love.
so come,
and cool yourself
in the ashes of
my soul.
DieChotomy
spectre of a soul
drifts
softly between
peak
and valley,
yearning
for
extremes.
thirsting
for tears
and love.
craving
the brutal
ecstasy of release.
scorched by grace
and salved by fate;
freedom begs
to live
through me….
to rise
over me…..
to die
with me.
for
death thrives
in the balance
LP No. 36_2020_word whore
your beauty spent:
mad ravings on greed
masquerading as purpose.
who are you?
what are you
but a cog,
down on your
knees?
careful not to let
slick profits
slip,
and drip to
the
floor.
Starlight Bursts Effervescent
from YOU
and your fingertips,
but the rancid taste of copper
lingers
on your lips.
you pen their tall tales
proudly.
as
your own story
dwindles
into
myth.
LP No. 30_2020_lingering
sweetly expectant.
delicate.
patient.
feeling
all of infinity
rushing behind us
in anticipation,
knowing
oblivion awaits
beyond,
we cleave
trustingly
deeply
decadently
&
innocently
unto that moment,
and one another.
LP No. 15_2020_revelations
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.
LP No. 14_2020_the return
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
LP No. 10_2020_muse-ings
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.
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