Weep Oceana weep, my sweetest dear

What a homebody you've been to me, darling Oceana

Now don't curdle my head and heart, but oh the distance
I weep for the distance

Each cradled memory - beaten with palm frans with invisible hands holding me


Meddling with time Oceana. Oh it's been time! My ocean current bringing me down, but I promise, so deeply to the marrow - there is no other one, to this day

Oh dear, my sails must go up you see.
My hands are wrinkling with time, sparingly - so I only hold your fainted lights in my locket to the unfolding oblivion

The wind on my neck, Countless stars guiding me north - a new destiny.
But in every written desire, I will always look south, back to you - my only Oceana

Sweet innocence painted on the hills forehead
As free as the quiet night as loud as the thunderous gods,

The waking days, eternal romantic essentials

Angelic wings touched the lush below, the celestial being calming it's calf - the suckling weaned, hushed under moonlight starlets

The entry to the lush of simple being, the center of nostalgia, hidden with trinkets of history
It's story is a tale creating the homely care, shushing the fears of the frightened children. The green mountain hills sing the lullabies of lulling sleep.

So sound asleep, the whole night whispers...
Good graces, to doze off into eternal silence

Conjoining in one - above
As long as serenity sets in the ocean mist
Clarity sets, breathing as one

Each one above, below - reasons with strength
Guiding our touch, skimming over the ocean's gaping mouth
Realization, small, simple, then grander, greater.....
Peace within, the circle closes in
Self evident that
Once more, clarity of the 'true self' closes in on you

We care, so we care, so we do
My teeth creamed in beach blue
I'm cramming my head inside your deep hue
I care enough, creamed colored star

I dream your honey dew floats like specs into my view
Deep honey hue, my darling true
Care for me, as I care for you
Hypnotic dreams casting, smoldering smudged in your sensual kind
Carelessly drifting past my window seal's crack

Alas covering me, sorely drowning me in you, yet so serene comfort
Your deep blue, tight and bound, grazing above
Inching closer, opening, waiting

The self walls of the hidding, scrambled in brick, your gradual tear, I shine in your sheer bright blue

In nights hymns of reflection of betterment we stick stemmed to the roots
Tasting drops hung from its very branches
Suckling safely tucked truths before our gallows torment tempting the untruth.
Where must we speak?
I believe these untruths hold us wearily before we feel like thousands of acres of horses stampede on our soul.
Must they have a name?
Hidden beneath such a budging burden is an empty chest of looming crates casting us out
Can we fill our emptiness with what we desire is a whole in our truest destinies?

I feel like a drip

Course toes tickled the silked fringes

Willow brushes tasted the night

Watching it blow. Willow leafs' tips caressed nights glow
Swaying to the trumpet's  highest notes

Swamp like creatures lure in my shadow. Creeping on the moon's glow.

I feel like a breeze

Wheat meadows captured my essence in two breathes and one fervor

My growth hidden in midnight's blow.
Dampening the wrists to swim - breathe it's  green

I'm not every spirit, free - risking to capture a misted, darkening dream

Moments

Hidden ago, long ago beneath this stairwell

Tempting to reopen yet torture to hold so dearly

Single lane separation

Holding this ideal, sun kissed on my temple, perpetual grief as the truth is opposed to ideals

Warm tender joints
Shaking in calm movements
Sleeping under the yet to be seen ideals of given fantasies unable to disclose

Hidden nights grabbed. Gripped
Heathen puffed mouths
Filled with devious schemes

Sun dried eyes blend these notions. Rebellious, shhhh shhhh

Trimmed, pierced - bitten
Carress my lovers mouth

Love or lightness. Blend my truest heart's honesty, love
With your truest intentions to blow away - hidden behind all darkest corners.

A silence. Who do we belong to, eachother?

Insane some, wild some
Show some

Right then, they them
Palatable Showmen

High hold, glimmering gold
Unfaithful men of bold

Hypnotic beads of satin,
Women of exotic

Crippling scars at birth
Becomes this fellows  worth

Odd...
Melodies of Nightmares

A mirror, a hole - of Human's participating role
Amused, by Truly our fears our utter disgust,
But under the tent one feeling robust

Hidden in intoxicating luster
Mildly prompting the feelings of pride, and a condescending guise

Under the Fabricated tent, there's a disgrace
We feel beauty, oh how I, the better man!

Only because it's not our face

A meadow turning to ashes, thoughts rationalize
Or thoughts sympathize

Eyes intertwine
Minds unaligned

Crushed under light
Observed minusculely
Contained, constricted
Hypnotize impatience, as one tears for the dark

Callous bites aimlessly
A wild animal one becomes
As if living in eternal light

Finally, time for crouching in the dark
But one is dreadfully fearing when the bright of light
Will reveal, displease, repulse

So they stay crouching quietly in the dark

The world turns
all becomes, shifting metamorphosis
Continually
Grace
Of
Growth

moving silently
moving days without visible motion
We shudder and bask in the days end

Forgetting, what the motion took to become

Endings

Humming, humming slowly - whispers of heated nothings

Burning brightly through galactic stars...
The tiniest embers, piercing slowly- trickling, until black charcle sheets taint me

Before the black night, I didn't know you - talking was pointless

Touching, without the physical touch
Holding, with out being held - hell, this may be

In presence with souls intertwined
Our heated embers soared into flames of brilliant shades
Our time, our moment - so quick.

Our flames were the pinnacle of grace, but bound to be grace would fall one day - unpredictably it did.

Until, days came, all left - burns

As do, the greatest loves, do not stay when they should
Leaving when they shouldn't.

Carefully caressing your cheek
Fretting fiercely over fig cake
Greeting gracefully
Gorging gloriously

Happily humming hyms heroically
While finishing fig cake ferociously

Starting in p ending in y

Plainly pointing the position
The poppies placed with percision

Deliciously devilishly delightful
Boy! Fig cake filled me up...

Sitting, satiating sizable crumbs
Placed on the poppy plate

Suddenly the slightest smell sinks my sore eyes
I decided to rise to go to bed

Ahhhhhh....

Blue birds peck away
The bark coils by the forest bay
In its hidden gems, a lost trail

A girl tip toeing around the bay
It's green and black, mucky, sticky
A havoc from step one
The trail.... Crumbled...

Face it, rather she stood by the blue bird
Ticking, picking... Much to much, Somewhat a spinning top The mind plays.
It's stays in haze, distant.....

After much to long, waits she does
For the sun to spray her morning message clear.
Her mind doesn't have to spin anymore - if they tell her what to say

Autum isn't waiting, debating - much to long
She strays her mind.
To whom to confine in the mines of breaking branches

The blistering wind pushes her body, pushes it in the forest bay trail

Now winter comes,
The forest leaves
Conceive the cold feeling, of barren trees
The emptiness sits around, within

The coldness feelings may it never leave

Gales of gorgeous - magenta
Magnetic, momentous as thy flight my soul goes on...

Along with all
Paper planes pupils
Upon, upon, going away - whoosh!
The mountain tops peeping grey
Ineluctably transcend, dreams

Wings made of star dust
Whimpering the fly once more
I shake in immediate readiness
Yet my paper wings fall flat

Will the wings break once more
Before I touch reliefs shore?

Dancing at waters edge
Alone, afar, a dream apart
Hypnotizing ripples, seemlisly
Blackened sky hangs, hopelessly

Its canvas unavoiding speckleded spots chuckle
You chuckle back - knowing your eyes have met their pieces of above

Hesitation burns so lightly
Heavily holding
This grandeous hypocrisy

Who shall pay for dinner?

Him or her ?

Simple, grounded - finding nurture in small things
Soar - painted wings brought to your eyes, burning

As a kite, homely, heightened, free

Finding home
Simultaneously Guiding your eyes on the way to your truth...
Your divinity

Blooming moments
Moments, granted, flowing endlessly
Seamlessly touching....
Green lips touch you, gently
Hearts of gold surround thy mind
Blooming trees, always blooming
The mind around comes again - blooming, fuller, lighter - wiser

The hollow nights pumps their bristles
Coming close, potentially touching
You've held on, maybe, honest leaves fall

Honest.

The crescent wane shivers, shakes, below the bristles come near, piercing, hopefully the noise collapsed
Or it stays in the night

Pitch dark.

The ground floor hides sorrow, My head will listen
To Night noises before talk of quiet idleness washed away.

In love, in love, and in love again
As friend of such a woman
A friend who cares,

dares to ask where I stand... I stand upon ones heart

Cracked moon light spots blotched with hot spots
Coarse detachments between your thoughts
And my rationale
I speak..... Do I speak ?
To you ?
The truth is so painful.... To you

Buried beaneath you and crying hums alone and patched with agony as you trickle away
Each day your face.... Sheds it's grace, love - youthful taste and play, I'm a stranger to your soul

As I leak my heart on your guarded shield, I crumble to your insistence
It's the 'one'
Bust their just playing a game
Only to play you until you wither away

It's clear - their care lasts like the wind

Ashes blown
Spirits awaken
Memories casted
Breathes stirred


Morph....
Transform....
Break through.....

Blow the dust and let the leaves sway
Greenery lush will decease one day
Committing isn't always fitting.... Learn there will be nights where the stars hang low, but you want to see the stars on the other side of the world

Play....  
Dream.... Wonder what this day will include
Don't believe your roots won't include you, but....

Branches break and so may you,
But look beyond the wandering map,
Look beyond the plaque name in front of your home

If you step across the border
And into the well..

May one day come, your name will be written from stars above

The electrification of powerful shocks shoot through me, must be some unworldly connection
I'm the ruler of rebellion, invention, revolution sitting in my palace as I sip from my glass tea cup.
My mind is a whacky world of ecentric waterfalls.  

One day the universe drops in my hand
Universal peace and harmony - is my profound calling

I whack out the world - shake it on it's feet - wake it up from it's mindless sleep
Pioneering the stars that those will follow - may you come by my side one day

Some days I feel like I'm the only one sitting on land mines of havoc and malarkey in hazardous debris
These bones, This body
Can't hold the weight of the weary world
My mind thinks otherwise

You see the **** upon my face, disdain you say
My flow of emotions, rolling, unsettling I hold an exterior of persistence

Climbing the highest mountain
Pulling, pushing, holding, (my inner guides lead me)
Tenacious, determined, forceful, unshakable (my hardy heart wont deter me)
One day you will see my silhouette from the mountain top - Just wait my dear

A misstep into a nights howl
there it begins the bellowing
Night follows dusk and there it becomes
My minds greatest company

I step into the grim shadow
In these missteps the shadow
Follows me dearly-a bohemian tea cup couldn't keep me happy so!

The darkness is my hiding haven

The Windows shivered
My frosted bitten lips quivered
By the nightly glow
Of the lonely stars wandering below
And as I sit and ponder
My open mouth wanders
Closes gently and sealed with a whisper of reminiscence

I sit, listening
The urban wetland glistening
Marshy lush - hidden by nighttime brush
The crooked smile widened as I sit with an open mouth of optimistic love

Liberating the pixie wings
Swirling ribbons brushing the sky
Running in the ocean's breathe, you the wild horse no man could ever tame

You, The gypsy wanderer trailing the night
huddled in tiny cargo ships pioneering the sky - living on a tin can - in sheer ardor - to be outside from shackles below

The widen gap and the cracked stary sky
Your hands lodged through trying to find;
The teachings of the higher powers
Wisdom, philosophy's power, truth....
And you do, you stand upon a flower bed of knowledge - sharing to the world beyond

Aesthetically tuned with the goddess
My curtains blow beauty in the small corners
The vines climb the tallest towers and I swing on chandeliers dancing, swishing, jumping high!
I reach and touch the lantern sky!

But underneath the glove lies an iron fist
With this my glittering charms turn to dusk
The attentive mind ruptures with jewels of intellect,
Standing in the light holding the glass container of justice!

My eyes come alive - I will stand against the balcony lifting the scales
The flower field of lavender petals stand next to my thoughts
The horse in the wind I seem to some, but until the end I will never stop to stand up
Watch my kingdom come

My weary hands can't hold all weight
I sacrifice my hands for you
To give, to hold, to heal
If you come to me,
I will gently carry you
I will plow the soil dawn to dusk
Working in the piercing sun

The sweetest rose
Gently touching the sky
My speckled head flowing with determination

My glowing eyes
The streams of steadfastness breathe inside me
For I, the thick roots, which one lies on
Comforting and secure, wrap beside me
For I will lie beside you - for as long as time

The sparkling galaxies lie within
Your mind is stuck on a glittering pin
Your shimmering elegance and enamoring presence wins the hearts of all
For fear lioness do not fall
Into the ego
Your pride taken by sips
Your eyes revealing eternal bliss
Your mind is one of a kind
Stepping in the appraisal - golden, green, glamorous
Your youthful gaze and childish ways don't rust
You puff and smile
We're drawn - taken
You create the most wonderful stars
We'll gaze at for eternity

Bodies a kin
Spiritual jewels hang from within
The soft gem glistening to the ocean's mist
With a kiss - you dive to the depths
Hang from their brow and sow a lover's den

The soul pours their gentle beads of warmth and affection
Their nurturing character burning with a direction
To hold and to feel
To care

The growth of their universe held in soft arms
And beautiful deep eyes - pious and porous to spirits and deep emotions
The ocean of the sirens hum them to sleep

Clover hands grasp
Temptation a las
Come, my oasis paradise
The blooming golden age
The calamity of beauty
Can you Dream of brisk lavender petals?

My hands covered in sequins
My mouth gorges chocolate towers

Once, the moon set
Once, a bottle collided with the wind
Once, my rope lifted
Once, I ran

Surrounded,
Yet free
My society in shambles
I'm tasting the bittersweet reality

I feel a poignant lover behind me
Blissful hatred - starry night filled with threats
Crowded in an empty space
Shut ourselves in
Distance perceived
My oasis of loneliness perceived

A year ago

You felt a way that forebodes what you'd dream to say

Half a year ago

You knew there was a way that would shine your senses on what you really needed

A month ago

You conjured up a dream from what it seemed, but loosely meant nothing

A week ago

Every passing moment in your mind, beginning to consume your everyday being - you must, you must saw it now!
Your crafted thoughts yearning for a gentle touch

A day ago

You built your courage and weakened your pride
Boosted your esteem and loosened your stride
If this was it you'd ask now, but the wind caught them before a single hello passed my lips

A second ago

My deranged delusions were capable of self destruction
It's far to late
My mind is incapable of seeing anyone else

My journal a year ago said ' can't wait to see where this goes '

Beside myself in a muddled despair
I wonder what life would be if I let go of my inner shackles and stood in the bright light
Bound to hear the truth
No more waiting
Wishing, dreaming

You must go - I will be gone for I know now
All I want in life will go
If I don't first attempt to reach - to risk the wounds, handle the scars
Stand in the mines of havoc and wasteland misery

And carry on
I wont be immune to the worst

Remind them, better days will come my dear

The dungeon
The tortuous feelings-craftily hinged to the lock
My tumoltuous feelings
Breeding
A delusional reality, painstaking presents

Watching the figure dance with another
Dancing
Squishing
Swishing
Motions run by deviously
Your body pangs in utter despair
As your delusional reality never began with a simple

Hello

Opening doors keeping out the dark fumes
My lover hidden upon darkened tombs
And I assumed there's an attribution through you
Who am I to assume?
My dream casted discreetly, shielded neatly - playfully pull underneath me
Keep me at an unrest

Undress, test, your eyes will surmise I'm not thinking of only you in dusk sunrise
Tie me, try me - bend me, break me
Try as you mite you can't believe thee
You're not the only eyes  

Hash me, harass me - your answer unfulfilled yet,
Becoming furious I let you come forth
Sharp and sweet I meet you hands and grip they do
I show you, I can love two

You snap and take me, burn, bust, and shake me
You can't hold any longer
You let go
And I run never letting you really hold me

The words of the wind whiper 'Come my dear'
Sweep me off my feet
I'm struck by dazzling discords of sharpened breathes becoming beautiful
Galaxies of play swift through your hands
The electricity of communication shoots through your systems
Before the world says 'Hello' you breathe the stories of magic and wisdom
Born storyteller, walking on a different mental plane
Holding the air, letting it go with a blow
Traveling the sky and landing on my heart
But you can only stay for a day
But the words of the wanderer, forever may they stay

Plunged in the dead center
Gasping, grasping, asking for air
Pooled goo globed inside of you
Sit inside a pool of gushy goo
Dipping deeper unable to move
Your lungs collapse, mini heart attacks
The fear turns black, Swimming recklessly
Pushing, and pulling, budging, and shoving
Stuck in your mind - unable to twitch a limb
Thickened - weighed down - trapped - sinking......

Will you be mine? My Sticky slime valentine?
Take me in my shape ?
I could not, Unable, Incapable.
I could not say for the goo has gotten it's way.

The lady by the sea
Solemnly gazing at the broken keys

Closing her eyes to hear the rise
The lady by the sea
Playing by silence

The waves wash in symphonies next to her keys
The lady by the sea
Grinning, chuckling, buckling, and shuffling next to me

The lady by the sea
Hidden by the reflecting moon light
In her corner, genius lay
In her corner, the shining day
In her corner, simplicity remains

In silence my memory claims
The lady by the sea

Crystallized hair pins gilded in her soft touches
Caressing earths ground
She sings the earthly creatures gently to sleep with her dream like sound
Sensible, sensitive my dear
Breathing in the clear dew drops hanging below the gibbous moon.
Natures serene dreamer planting their seeds, reaping - but soon one must choose

Difficulty arises
And despises the force of nature
Bends of the crisps wind - if shocks and stirs
It blurs her senseless ,
And shakes her earth. The goddess drinks the goblet of diamond
In silk she lays
Yet not be mistaken......

Surrounded by serendipity and indulging in life's pleasures
The crystals of the golden moon set in her hair
Beware she will leave you dreaming in heart ache

When you gaze
Gaze longer,

Peels of splotchy skin aimlessly fall
Until bones crush through your naked eyes
Not at all, what you'd believe

You dream in their gilded appearance
Clearance to enter
Not cleared to touch my core

Crash!
Falling from god's sand - like grasp
Booming down to hold me below sea level
Trouble concentrating on bliss, I missed your appearance

I shriveled in pain to discover your shadow spirit

Passionate Prince sitting on a deluxue throne
Shhh.... The rumble of impact comes with exhilerance
Patience will come with practice....
Painting the skies in permanent flames as you tread new horizons
Sticking in your fist in the earth first
Pioneering in motion - your stick is first to rightfully land

You're the child-like star
Shooting forcefully -Disturbing the noise
Your name rumbles in the sky

Standing in your prescence you gleam in the luminescent spotlight
Breathing in power essences that equal of a forest fire

The crisp blue moon sparkles your shimmering scales
As you laminate your woes
You carry the satchel of poingnant dreams around your waist

The Moon's light casts the dark shadow you sit in
Immediatley
You plop in the deep bubbly blue
Diving to unkown, unforeseen depths
Sensations of motions
Roll into the thickening emotions
The haze you drown into
Shines your mind
Leaks your spirit
Onto canvas, pens, and strings

Singing with the spirits
Humming to your sirens cue
Intuitively listening - ascending to your higher plane
While descending to heal inner suffering and release unspoken pain

Dropped like honeydew, appearing as a dark temptress
Tasted in smoke
Touched in hot burns - callous bites edged on your skin

Flames of spice, ambers, dusted vestiges of breaks in bones
Hidden in an underworld fantasy - craters of the deceased, and suffering - diver of the dark abyss sitting comfortably

Suddenly they break their thick callous skin
The scalding crack sears others' eyes
The burst! The rebirth! The transformation has commenced!
Rising higher,
To the pinnacle of life where peace and understanding sit at their bedside

Swinging in a pale motion
Flying back and forth mellow, in motion
Booming with each, every foot step

Each moment I awake to your presence
Pang!
The wind picks me up
Bang!
Sweeping me forward
Every swing is in motion with chaos
with in the mellow confines of my strung out heart

A hallow spark
Waiting for a filling.
Maybe it's time to...
Gong!

A mind unable to think with the echoed ring
Bringing her to sleep
In a hallow wedge in the earth's crust.

My lofty dreams drink your poison

The sermon hides all talk of lust

**** it!
Drown it!
Strangle it.

How can I ?
How must I ?

Do such tortuous actions
My conscious thinks of you in the mist

Closed doors.....

In hazy heights
Green mountains under the pitch black glow - wrapped in a single cloth
Breathing the puff smoke

I shut the door
Close the tailored book

Walk out in my fitted gown. Sunday school taught me repression

And my succession to my thoughts was one thing - action

Primed, pinned, and pointed to order
In orderly fashion
I defied my fathers crime

Created bedding to sleep on
Encrusted with words, " You're the creator of your own creation"


Finding.......
My chipped cross, crippled slipped underneath the crooked bed
Your lips were spongy delights of chaos I wanted to grip to
Diving in the pool naked felt like a temptuous sin
My guardian was me

I found you by the darkened pond bellowing and I gripped you
Casting my light
And you never said a word
But together we drank the blackened pond liquid
And scratched our skin with empty words, hoping we knew ......

We knew, what we were taking each other's hearts for.