swingin’
through the sunlight,
dancin’
on a tight cool breeze,
hints
of summer sweetness
wisp through the air.
nectar teased
from precocious magnolia
sate
intinerant butterflies
but,
winter’s chill swiftly returns
clawing back the night.
dawn’s honeydewed leaves;
dusk’s cicada screams,
all but a fancy perhaps,
to be mislaid,
like childhood dreams.
time for another cup
of piping hot tea.
bat’s wings sprinkled with starlight
gently brush reality from this soul.
and i slip,
softly
into night’s ample bosom.
And so,
come my lover,
let us frolic and play,
weaving tales of what never can be.
come my muse
and share my embrace,
exploring the deepness without.
come, my fate
let us walk
together,
let us ramble
on until the end.
i gather magic, for i am a magician.
so come,
and lay with me for a spell,
come, and
let me drink from your well.
midnight rains tumble
unexpected,
crushing the darkness
into mud.
and,
weaving through the deluge,
moving without care
her sweet surrender is as magic
lifting through the air.
dancing on shadow tips,
beckoning soul and loin
she is irresistible,
and you submit all.
rooster calls,
summoning Dawn’s stern gaze,
but Night lingers,
like a first kiss.
torn asunder
through passion’s wild grip,
heart and soul rampage
within,
yearning to escape.
shocked by my own ferocity,
i watch
bemused,
yet uninspired.
I watch,
as night falls again.
and i dance,
with the demons in my head.
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.
sinking
to reality,
and
fading
to black & white,
dreams slip back into
the future,
safe from harm.
what was never found
is lost,
once again.
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.
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.
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
weighing heavily on these rigid bones:
silence reigns, for the music has gone.
a hummingbird’s song
is all
that remains
in this nightingale soul.
spring rain,
now a cacophony of pain,
washes the fear from my stare.
but this
shameful,
sheltered,
shattered heart
reflects a thousand fears yet untold.
