do you
hear
the silence dancing
to
moon's delight?
good,
then it begins.
Category: Tonantzin
a perfect day
did
you
smell
today's promise in
the waning night
air:
crisply thin,
and growing?
did
you
see
the morning sky
wink
as storks skipped
'cross the ether
into a rising flame?
did
you
taste
the delicate pines
dripping mist and magic,
and memories?
did
you
hear
the robins, and tits and
crows all laugh
with the old chortling mamas
swimming in love?
surely you felt
that
tingling spark of
recognition
singe your soul, when the grizzled stranger
smiled
just for you.
rare indeed,
are days lacking
in such love
and wonder.
the beauty we find..the beauty we hide
Love
It
All
Nonstop
(full stop)
never enough
savage
ravishing
left unchecked,
her beauties swarm over
me.
drowning in ecstasy,
a yearning
grows,
whet by pleasure.
twilight closes-
we touch infinity,
and so we bid,
farewell.
long after midnight
beckoning from beyond
the corners and
boundaries
of the night, she
waits
with the libertine grace
of a hurricane unbound.
beneath a soft rain,
dream and
expectation
susurrate between leaf
and shadow,
weaving fearful ecstasy.
I move to her, ready
once again,
to die, or
to soar,
just like how we loved
before.
sloughing sin
histories suffocate
under the
vibrancy of these lush
tropical nights, and
I scream
for release,
only to awaken here
naked,
next to you.
Knowing knows
and you don't
know
nothing.
but,
my love,
neither do I.
so,
we learn to creep,
penitent and
proud,
thrusting subtlety here,
and there.
we learn to cleave unto memory..
memories woven by old spiders
and old women,
woven to adorn the
stooped shoulders
of kings
fallen.
Prelude
torn asunder
by the shadow of love,
pieces of yesterday
litter the way
forward,
while lost tears
find their way home
under a star's cold embrace.
and
the moon rises
again.
lolligaggin’
summer's ebullience creeps in
gentle,
yet rambunctious,
with cool sunny mornings composing sweet songs,
of lush, verdant,
and joyful things.
the humming abundance
shakes this penitent soul.
and I surrender,
but still,
I want more.
drowning,
between gusts of
summer madness,
&
heretical expectation,
I float
roughly,
'cross an ocean breeze
to
screams of delight which
punch so gracefully through the wind,
harmonizing elegantly,
with the cries of anguish
for what must leave.
and I wait
impatient,
for the wheel
must turn .
misremembered love
ghosts
of summer rain
up,
around, and
over me
like a million fireflies laughing
on a hot dusty breeze.
...sweetness,
captured 'neath linden trees sagging under
the volume of cicadas...
and night slides
through, awakening
dreams...
and old fears too.
and
I smile deeply
into
her eyes
with delight,
finding
infinity
smiling right back:
oh this crazy love
we share:
my beautiful Tanty
and me.
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