The doctor had medicine,
And science of charms,
Girls succumbed to passion destiny and Languid kissing.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
Here i wrote us a song:
Sheep and shepherd, make me a dove,
I want to play chords with the island waves,
Foster the people and give the children love,
Give me beats that never sour,
Wings that never rest,
And forever bloom a peaceful flower.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 4:58 PM UTC
It comes and goes when i blink while i sleep,
The cloud veins crack over there up down across,
Drums of war sound and gunfire pounds the ground,
Clear the battlefield arise the smoke,
Black with snap of white,
Shove the stars to eclipse my day and night.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 4:46 PM UTC
I remember my first dream,
You entrusted it to me,
Colors of all shapes and sizes,
Of hugging bears and buzzing bees.
When i was awake,
You were always ready,
While i was asleep,
Your arms held steady.
I felt the fire in your breath,
And the heat of your heart,
The clouds in your mind,
And the thunder tear you apart.
Heavenly castle, too bright not to cry,
Whoever you are my lord in the sky,
Fly him as far and as high
To a place where only sleeping dogs lie.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 3:52 PM UTC
Their knowledge challenged by fascination
And their purity approved by desire
The mortality of the gods is tested in love
And their morality in passion
The planets align for trial by combat
In what seems like an infinite second
The fates were blinded by prophecy
Slaves to the gravity of their polarity
Stars glide over the dance floor
Eclipsed by the salt of the Earth
The magma boils under their surface
Sulfuric rain is set aflame
Toxic fumes pervade the galaxy
Warning any body of their cosmic steam
Secrets kept by ancients unbolted
Are left in dust and ruin
The pull is inescapable
The heat untouchable yet embraced
To meet is forbidden
His mass a carcass everlasting
She is seen but unspoken to
Above the fog she shines dark and scarlet
She invites any who can bear her fragrance
Her aroma intensifies while denying the powers that be
The boldness of her presence pumps fire into his veins
The canals boil absolute war for her
Alien as he may be
Beauty is her business
Feed her appetite for affection
And drown in undying cream
Scream thunder
Play with lightning
Hold hands on the horizon
And **** the cosmos for a crush
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC
The end is gone
What comes after an end?
Does the moon still chase the sun away?
Do women and children die as they used to?
Am i still the same me?
Does anything change after a story?
Do the pages just repeat?
When can my eyes rest?
What does fulfillment mean?
Should i wear the same shoes
Or walk the beaten path?
Are the roads still there?
Do they whisper my name in the crowds?
Have they heard my legacy?
What have i left behind me?
Beside the heartaches and cold shoulders?
Am i still man-have i ever been?
Have i looked upon the face of love?
Has she ever dreamt of me?
Do i still dream?
Do i love?
I love what was the end
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 9:22 AM UTC
I had a nightmare of you
You will never leave my house
Or be forgotten by the living
My soul is haunted by your fantasy
My life quivers from lips and eyes
Can ghosts recieve emotion?
A plane drives us apart; tangible or not
Even a ghoul has its perfection
Ghastly I cannot perceive, lust is blind
Gossamer shrouds have left me frenzied
The forsaken pleading for sanity
Release tendrils and leave me grave
Condemn mine spirit to peace
She vexes the dead with promise of living
Instead I am cursed with but a dream
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
Can she hear me?
See me
Feel me glance her swerves and curls
She has a sweep from her meniscus
A bend so perfect, I see math
Silent curves smooth as jazz
Her angles romp and swing
In consensus with the beat of my heart
The music creeps up my skin
Inaudible sounds are seen and touched
Never before has an opera of perfection
Made my gut dance
My tongue slides back in my throat with electricity
Harmony rules from head to toe
I crave more of this girl's symphony
To taste the sound of her voice
The drama of her sculpture
The melodious song embedded in her arch
Create a concerto of romance
Or a home for the warrior poet
Passion composed from gunfire
A rainbow of smoke engulfs these eyes
What does she see?
What does she feel?
Can she hear me?
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 9:08 AM UTC
They are content to pasture
To graze upon fields of paradise
They are in contention to provide
To preserve care and bolster peace
But they contend to pursue
To wage life and survival periodically
There are sheep
There are shepherds
And then there are wolves
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
Stars make waves for a sun
A sons' rocket throttles your gun
But when can light be held
A hearts luster is heard and repelled
The candle is dimming, blue to its core
My solitude will end in nuclear war
Lonely are my scars
Never shared are their burnt bars
****** is felt
And love melts
It ponders: can stars touch?
A sun is permitted no crutch
It ponders: do i move or my peers?
A sun will spin untill tears
It ponders: what is night?
The dark is hollow that is my blight
Though the deep be filled with a sea of stars
The venusians left me alone on mars
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 5:49 AM UTC