floating,
through epiphanous slumber;
plagued with wizened hopes,
the wanderer seeks
the lingering promise of
a dream deferred.
trudging
deep under bowered wood,
missed
by mystery,and
dissed
by destiny,
he sets forth again,
on a journey
not yet begun.
Fate,
faithfully fickle,
but often true,
yearns,
to once more warm her long fingers
against the
glowing embers
of his hearth.
"Harken
to the song
rising
from within:
a chorus
of miracles
calls.
will you
submit
to the
deepest wonders
of your soul?"
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mirror frontin’ with the yams
awestruck
and
trembling,
and humbled by the magnitude…
we rise triumphant,
again.
sailing
free
upon these roiling currents
of lovetruth,
destiny,
and single malt brew.
will you
dare
to know?
could you
dare
to be
the truth
and wonder
simmering deep within?
demon child,
birthed in the darkness and
graced by starfire,
the world waits
your wicked desire.
come,
let us dance together
as we devils do,
clutching infinity,
for we are too few.
Asante Sana (digging on you)
your eyes
brimming with cool
ancient fire,
send sparks
of joy
racing
beneath my skin.
but,
the jolt of your wonder
rocks me
deep.
a future wild,
unpredictable
and free, filled
with mischief
and surprise,
awaits us.
only if
if you felt
the thrill of destiny
the way I do,
you too
would fly.
but,
if you could feel
what I feel,
maybe i wouldn't
share how
happy it feels
to be so sweet on you
(nah, I would).
so i soar, high
on this splendiferous bliss,
reminded of the magic
and the beauty
released
with every silly giggle
that set our souls awiggle,
and
each tender kiss,
shared twixt trembling lips.
and i thank you
for briefly glimpsing infinity
with me.
scratching bliss
drowning
in the tickled wordplay
of profane hucksters
lacking
depth,
and sincerity
of purpose,
and love-
like the clumsy
flailings of titillating foreplay
missing that soft
singular kiss
from trembling, anticipating lips.
glimpsing,
and
brushing
the edges
of
infinity,
yet never cleaving
unto Truth.
close your eyes,
and
taste these lips,
and slip
off this
cliff,
unto beauty,
and ruin.
breaking the wheel
slipping back
into the comfort of night,
i delight in mysterious wanderings, and
the unanticipated invitations
of love, and
fear,
and all the fury in between.
only to slip back
into a clarity unwanted.
I dare you
to walk with me,
down this path
and
through these wicked gates,
into infinity
and beyond,
where
day meets night
to simmer soothingly
over hearth
and bone.
take a sip
of this future
seasoned with ash
and happenstance,
and,
just a dash of wonder.
touching ether
reaching out
to you
through wisps of
serendipity
and old dreams,
scented
with heartbeats pounding in wonder
of this colorful harmony.
remembering that moment, yet to be,
when our souls,
burned so bright in ecstasy.
tangled up
and
cleaving
unto that moment,
you
&
me,
twin suns
forged in destiny
free
huddled,
for lack.
and closed up tight,
thus blinded
to the sweet harmony of
THE MOMENT,
Fear conquers
the magic within,
turning your gold
to lead.
a tamed heart may never
wield the flame
of desire.
sheltered eyes
shall never touch the depths
of this soul.
and as I soar
with ashen wings of gold,
upon the silver winds of time,
i celebrate a beauty of a life untold.
little miracles
explosive
bits of
soul fire
rip
through the world,
carving up your
reality with
grace
& style, &
love.
rampant and
devouring,
impatient with
lust
and longing,
are you
ready to ravish
this world without mercy?
cuz,
I am.
eclipsed
losing
sense of self,
she denies her pale splendor,
and slips
away fearfully
into the night.
a pallid dream
wrought of eerie perfection,
and haunted,
by phantasms of desire, and
longings
of peace.
wisps of dreams, and other hard currencies
ensorcelled
by Dawn’s sweet calm;
enraptured
by Dusk’s fiercely muted roar,
i find myself here alone,
with you
never to be found.
the very air sizzles
in between the errant
glide of silken miracles,
and the halting flow of
anticipation and
wonder.
a billion
tiny stars
exploding
all ’round
in a cacophony unexpected:
lights and smells dancing wild
and chaotic,
soothed only by a soul’s touch.
stimulated to the edge of ecstasy,
the beauty overwhelms,
but, my love,
please,
drink it all,
deeply and sinfully,
drink it all, and
seek nothing other
than that original bliss.
a realm of knowing,
infused with love
and the infinite of
possibility.
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