forbidden laughter
tickles
silenced lips.
young hearts play
deep
in the darkness,
free
from fear’s illusion;
free
from love’s shackles;
free
to explore life’s mystery.
twinned souls seeking
forever,
lost
in a silver moonlit kiss.
Category: Tonantzin
LP No. 13_2021_surprise
soul flooded
with shadow and flame,
i sink
deep,
into the silver void.
lost
to a world
more wicked than my own.
oh,
how i longed
for her ephemeral kiss,
for
even in that longing
i did find bliss.
then, as
this moment
slips
into a specter of doubt,
this sinner prays
to be scorched once again,
by her cold
midnight stare.
Moon Mist
as She soars deeper into mystery,
Her secrets linger,
clinging to the shadows.
Her silver ambrosia fills this cauldron of night,
and we weave spells
wrought with desire,
waiting
desperately,
for the magic to return.
but,
She slips
softly across the sky,
leaving us
lusting for miracles
and love.
LP No. 11_2021_twixt magic and dreams
as Apollo’s final wink
inflames the sky in audacious hues;
The Baron emerges,
sifted from Twilight’s dusky spell:
Which is our
time to flee
the coming night,
with all its unseen.
But,
unbidden,
unencumbered,
and
unapologetic:
She Rises Radiant.
to
light shadow with dulcet whisper;
seduce Samedi; and
claim Queenship of these crossroads.
dream safely tonight my friend,
for you are protected, and
you are loved.
LP No. 09_2021_sunset infusions
Her dusky hues
paint the very air, and
i stand bewitched,
beholden to my beloved.
betrayed
by boorish lust,
she drowns me in a beauty
so vast that i weep.
but these tears cannot wipe clean
the wonder i see
crystalized
in this moment….and so I fear the next.
so i dance,
wildly,
confusing destiny
with treasured lost memories
LP (Preview)_2021_Worship
birdsong rings
like church bells,
calling me to prayer.
a new day
begins
mist
through the emptiness
we are alone.
amidst the crowd
we drown.
what joy and peace
yet to be found-
lost
in the mist
of a love
forlorn.
pause (iv)
cloud break; time
shift
bring more nether
in which
we lose ourselves.
i step securely upon wisps
of desire
and sink
so low
into your celestial wonder-
to pause again,
gasping,
for milk
and
honey.
and the rain falls
again
gently caressing
these expectant lips.
salamander blues
dampened peregrinations
under winter scented showers.
seeking truth
from these endless
traverses:
crossroads of the then,
and the now.
and Fate
rolls on
incessant,
flashing, with epiphanous finality.
my rorschach,
now a gift
to you….
may your revelation
lead you home.
calor da lua
the tingling, stinging frost that rips my skin
belies the blistering heat
flowing from a soul afire.
bathe me in your grace,
as I writhe idolatrous,
drowned in our pleasure:
devouring your succor;
hungering for more.
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