Posted by admin on January 27, 2011
Your image rests
Heavy.
Covering my
Thoughts.
A blanket of
Lead.
Like those that ebay sells
To desperate parents
Of wild autistic kids.
The longing bites
Deep.
I crave your eyes,
Skin,
Lips, hips, hair, hands;
You.
An ocean full of bytes
joins us without joining,
for one rushed moment.
Then longing takes
Me
To visit your
Ghost,
Waiting in a
Dream.
I wake and I see you;
I sleep and I feel you.
Illusions of desire.
Posted by admin on November 14, 2010
I’m Tempest tossed, but not yet lost,
I sit and look at you.
Your face a case of full disgrace,
Ashamed to look at you.
Could I realize within your eyes
The time I hurt you?
Or will I sit, like a chicken shit
And just blame you?
Thin my hide, swallow my pride
Apologize to you?
I offer my peace for sweet release
Of my guilt to you.
Oh please accept without regret
My kind words to you.
I’m on my knees, oh please, oh please
Fully begging you.
I know I’m dumb, a cad, a bum
Not good enough for you,
That’s right you say, and good day!
I’ve had enough of you!
Posted by admin on October 2, 2010
A perfect rose in a perfect bouquet
Delicate, soft silk petals that each lay
Open and fresh amid brighter flowers.
Each a smile, caress, or slow passionate hour.
A second rose mixt with rougher flowers
No less perfect, with other soft powers,
Sits bruised and torn with petals worn and rude.
I lift, and her sharp thorns open hot blood
To run freely from heart to hand. It gnashes,
pricks, resists, is lifted up biting harsh,
Until I place it lovingly beside
Her sister, queen of majesty betimes.
Twin roses, Queens of my heart, stand entwined.
Their purposes, passions, desires, aligned.
Posted by admin on May 31, 2010
I see perfection everyday
Dancing across your lips,
Swaying as you walk in your hips,
In your breath as you lay.
I hear perfection when you speak
And in the notes you sing.
Gentle names you call and linger
When you talk soft and weak.
I feel perfection in your touch,
Your hands or feet or hair,
Your breathing when you are near
Surrounds me like flowers.
Posted by admin on May 10, 2010
A kiss. The wish to be near.
Heard from afar it calls you.
A glow, a warmth, the fire clear
Sweeps like steaming mountain dew.
A flower glowing, this kiss so small.
Buds impatiently, uncontrolled,
Now bursts forth a tree so tall.
Whose fruit brings bitterness untold.
Coals. The wish to hide far away.
Heard in your heart, the voice so soft.
The flame that ravished yesterday
Now ashes upon your soul are tossed.
The seeds alone taught you the pain
The flower could bring so swift
The greenery that could have been,
Precious fruit so sweet, ony if…
Posted by admin on May 3, 2010
Softly chants the dew
Of new coming joy.
When lovers renew
Their vows to adore.
When children can play
In their gentle homes.
Parents stop their fray
Their offspring to adore.
When bills are all paid
And pleasure not sought.
Not cars, homes or, games,
But true treasures adored.
Then blows happiness’
Soft breath through our homes.
This eternal bliss
The heavens adore.
Posted by admin on July 8, 2009
A decade.
High School twice over.
All that time and nobody but you.
A thrill.
More than just fun.
Everyday and nobody but you.
A picture,
Books of photos,
Filled with kids and memories with you.
A dream,
Waking too soon,
Only one lifetime to share with you.
Posted by admin on June 5, 2009
There is no darkness in my heart,
Only shadows have lost their way.
The mind, the craze,
the simple thought
That brings to me a lighter sense
I love, I know,
but not quite right
A twisted form of midnight light.
Posted by admin on May 20, 2009
I wrote you off a week ago.
But I prayed and you came back.
Again, I scratched my list of
things to do, your name gone.
A voice said no.
When I called you didn’t
want to talk to me.
My mind said fine, I’ll go.
It felt good to be free of
you, but the voice says
No.
Posted by admin on April 22, 2009
Your eyes sparkle on the tip of a laugh,
Dimples calling for an echo at last.
Your smile’s shadow stalks my mind,
A pleasant memory of happy times.
I endure the hated gulf of minutes
That keeps me from your side.
At last we meet, we touch, and I feel
The face that makes all my senses reel.
