Whispering her smile
Looking beatific,
Looking whor'iffic,
Uninvited but invitingly,
Place my pointer finger
Upon her breast, nipples already attentive,
Erect, she preps to dance and to
Leave me
Bid her despedida,
For my adieu is tinged
With desperation internal raging,
For tantalizing, J'accuse,
Guilty as charged
My tango muse,
Off to dance in dives
Where all the men are
Strangers, who paid in cash,
With creased and stained $20 bills.
To dance with my woman
Paid far in advance.
For consorting with the enemy,
I renounce her not, but guilty charged,
For mesmerizing, J'accuse,
Guilty as charged
She'll return, after three,
Undress before me,
Purportedly sleeping,
Pointedly, slowly, knowingly,
To insure I scent the sweat
That tango demands,
The sexual side effects,
The Argentines invented,
Accoutrement rituals,
Excuses to invent dance,
In order to pleasure intensity,
For teasing w/o mercy, J'accuse,
Guilty as charged
She chamber her bullet,
Sliding in unrobed,
For a negligee would be
Negligent in her condition,
Laughing at my pretend closed eyes,
She whispers,:
I return here, to you
For one reason alone
Despite soul and body, exhilarated,
While gone, you have been composing
About me without permission,
Of this, J'accuse!
I know you have penned
Poem,
Which long after the dance thrill has chilled,
Will belong to me forever,
I will kiss you now so I may taste the
Words that are mine, until next week,
When I will be guilty again
Of charging your imagination
I distract myself
with television shows
and when they end,
it replaces empty crying with a reasoned crying.
I walk barefoot
because it's like
ice-cream on Christmas,
you don't expect it to feel so nice.
I avoid talking to strangers
because I know their smiles
were already wasted
on other people they didn't care about.
I look at my eyes
when I cry
because they look like
someone else's.
I hurt myself
because having that pain
somewhere other than pulsing
in my head feels better.
I talk to you
because I can tell you these things
and you'll still say
that I'm okay.
Love is being able to speak with your eyes while silence caresses your cheeks when you're in each other's arms-
When you finally give into vulnerability and your walls come crashing down with the sound of his whispers kissing your ears-
And even though you're consumed by fear, he takes your hands and gives you the brightest smile through the smoke.
With each passing moment, you get a step closer to realizing that all you need is a bulldozer and a little light to feel alive and accepting of every blessing love can give.
And in the end, all you have is rubble, silence, and a world of kisses in a universe bound by effortless happiness.
It may all seem grotesque, but in this world of kisses, lovers are blind to the entirety of it all, but they always seem to have enough light to acknowledge other's faces.
No need to build up the wall again.
Love feels like always and forever.
He says so.
Maybe reassurance is the very thing that collapsed the tower in the first place.
Seems my words 'ave run dry
they just leave dust
puffs
that never reach your eyes
quite the way I'd like them to
Their always much too faint
for your ears
to hear
I know I've just
been wasting my time
on line after line
to someone
who'll never be mine.
The construction of the human face,
is the way it is for a reason.
He gave us eyes to see,
a nose to smell,
ears to listen,
a mouth to speak,
a tongue to taste.
He gave her ears,
yet she refuses to use them properly
He gave me a mouth,
but I don't know why I talk half the time,
because she refuses to listen.
Her body language indicates that she is aware,
but her eyes,
they glaze over in a way that makes my soul thrash about.
My words,
like pollen in the spring wind,
floats to her,
goes in one ear,
and straight out the other.
Like acid,
my tears scar my skin and
Like a shower,
it never seems to end.
I am not your mask,
you can not parade around through me.
You say that
"Some people don't realize it,
until someone else tells them."
I've told you,
yet you cover your ears like in your youth.
You tell me to fly,
but when I try to jump,
you pinch my wings?
How can I learn
if you won't let me tumble?
I am not you,
so stop comparing us.
We may share a similar face,
but this body and mind is not yours.
I am no puppet,
you can not control me.
You're deft not because you can't hear,
but because you refuse to understand.
You are not empathetic.
You refuse to see me through my eyes.
God gave you ears for a reason,
It's about time you learned to use them --
correctly.
The
midnight moon
Arises
Over
Unsuspecting heads
And as
The children
Raised their eyes
The rest
Heard
What they said
"Our fair lady
Pale
And bright
Share with us
Your silver light
Shine on we
Your children be
We children of the night"
With the moon
Hung high
The children
Flew
Humans
Gave cry
Peircing
The night through
"Our fair lady
Pale
And bright
Share with us
Your silver light
Shine on we
Your children be
We children of the night
Thank you
Lady
our fair lady
For shining
On we
Your children be
You gave us back
Our bite"
I've heard my drummers, they call me to the shore
"Your heart wants more they play, your heart wants more."
Across the waters, look to the star-lite sky
"Your eyes see more they say, your eyes see more."
And cry your heart out girl, and release your emptiness,
Your heart beats out for him, out of your swollen, broken chest
And look into his eyes and follow those butterflies
"Your heart wants more they scream, your heart wants more."
I'll be missing you
You said you were leaving
But I cant believe its true
I cannot look into the eyes I love
And say good-bye to you
I will always remember the feelings
That we shared on that first day
The feeling that our love was true
And would never go away
I know your love is gone now
And I must start my life anew
I must find a way to hear your words
And move forward without you
I'll wonder if you'll think of me
Or the love we once shared
With a broken heart I write these word
For how much I truly care
As you look back on the memory
Of our love that was once true
Please know that while you're far away
I'll be missing you
Carl J. Roberts
I'll close my eyes and shut my mouth
If you'll take me away from here
Where everything is white
And no one can hurt me
And my mind can be safe
from the stabbing pricks of its own armor.
Take me to where I can throw myself
Full-force into the wall
And I'd just bounce off and get up again
Take me to that haven
Where I can feel safe
and alright.
Where I can feel safe
through the night.
That needed escape:
Asylum.
1. An institution for the care of people, especially those with physical or mental impairments, who require organized supervision or assistance.
2. A place offering protection and safety; a shelter.
your eyes crisp like
an arctic wind
of refreshing allure
you've captivated me
I want you the same way
I want air for breath
or life for death
basking in the
penumbra of your
riveting touch
your touch tastes of sweet maple candies and smells of rain clouds
rippling blessings
from gusts of bliss
Encompassing love floods my psyche
lost in an empty dream
your beauty crashes towards the shore as restless waves from a roaring ocean roar
beauty
you're beauty; floating like the sun
