sun pierced mist
overwhelms my doubt,
and again,
life
finds a way
into my heart.
and I encounter dreams,
lost and entangled
in this ether of hope,
and they brush
so gentle
and seductive across
my being.
and your lips,
wet in anticipation
of my kiss,
taste of destiny
and a love foregone.
yesterday
my lover
and me
cavorted with glee
and yes….
all the fireflies and foxes did see.
drenched in her silver
I swam without clothes
or care, and her smile
grew
so wide.
I think she likes me
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.
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.
falling
and
flailing through failure.
lost
in the ashes,
…..alone.
WingBurst! and
Hope thrusts
me up
Home
to where i belong.
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.
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?
summer rains.
waiting &
unexpected, as
youth rolls on by,
like a bat, drunk on moonbeams
on a cloud filled night:
Unanticipated
& waiting
for spring
to come,
when summer
slips
softly
into fall.
a sliver
of a whisper
draws me back
to you.
i cannot help but stare,
and the wanting
leaves me ravenous.
the wickedness
of this memory’s tangibility
lifts my sunken heart.
and the beauty
of solitude,
pristine like a perfect winter day
chills this fiery soul.
a day of neverending calm,
free of the fields of feeling
that hosted our summer play.
free
of the love
that fear sent away.
so in the corners of this night
I reach for you
with these words,
but the darkness has fallen,
and hope has too.
golden waves
of joy
light
my day
with hope, flooding
these senses with possibility.
yet it is under your midnight sky,
shrouded in mystery
and
wonder,
where I find Truth.
this cathedral of wonder,
where I lift my heart to sing
in worship
of the infinite within.
