glancing
into a fragment
of infinity,
my heart is so full,
and yearns for all.
collapsing upwards
into a sky divergent,
this boundless euphoria
scorches heaven
with beauty
born
from a love lived without limit.
Category: Tonantzin
night’s reign
long
after
nightingale's final song,
as wisps
of shadow grasp the softness
at her edges,
these bewitched hours
sift
the words from memories lost
and forgotten,
leaving me
bare,
raw and exposed...
free to feel
once more,
the soft and gentle lips
of nostalgia's first kiss.
cool summer dreamin’
a sea of fire
flies
around me.
the wonder
of the MOMENT
split
asunder,
between yesterday's faith,
today's grace,
and
the beauty
of a million lost desires.
come dance
with me amongst this ocean
of incandescent dreams.
come, sweet devil,
and let us remember
once more
to be
free.
on the verge
this thick verdancy assails
my other senses,
-although the sweet taste
of summer, hanging indolent
and heavy,
breaths past my quiescent lips.
yet it is the tangible lushness-
of mere color, that
stirs something primordial
and
raw.
i want.
i will.
i am.
misty monday musings
so many dreams
dancing
just beyond.
waiting
to be heard
by your scintillating song.
would you
but slip
through this pause,
alone
with me
you may know
gaiety, and
the deity
burning deep within your sea.
then
perhaps,
Destiny would seem
passing fancy,
and mere curiousity
for the likes of you
and me.
whispering bliss
tantalizingly
safe
in this faint
elusive wisp
of
Here &
Now,
like
the scent of
Jasmine,
dancing ecstatic,
'cross summer fields
full of fireflies
and
other forgotten dreams.
Raptor Rapture
secure
under
Her unwavering protection
and
fading brilliance,
they dance.
snared within Her unblinking stare
they rise,
and tumble
in flagrante,
rousing Dawn
in
these
small hours,
to
reclaim a grandeur
long lost,
but ne'er forgotten.
catch and release
sweet calls
of spring,
carry softly to the sea,
plunging deep
to awaken
tempestuous beauty.
star-burnt mahogany
thirsts still,
for the golden embrace
of celestial flame.
dreams linger
so happy and so free
on a sunlit breeze,
ready to be plucked
gently,
and devoured
rapturously
by you,
and
me.
Hawk and Horse
racing 'cross gusts of desire,
a stampede of emotion
sends
me soaring.
and here,
in between it all,
I find
You,
so steady,
and true.
A Million Droplets, Hanging In The Air
the sweet whisper of Night's wonder lingers on between fog and field, and muted heart. -a kind caress upon this old fool's soul. the thrill of our wildest abandon lost, in a swirl of misplaced memories, cloud this mist with the sweet taste of a destiny foregone, and fill the in-between spaces with our hidden dreams and forgotten desire. Dawn approaches gently with her ever tantalizing promise, and this longing remains still.
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