There's not a sun that rises by
That dulls her opulence
For every day my heart beats on
I fancy I'm her prince
My ardent lust may never cease
Mind, heart and soul know this
Black rolling waves with curves so soft
Sign in winter solstice
Indigenous blood with values true
Her traits my soul extols
With duties carried both out and in
She stands firm heart, firm soled
Soiled sanctity is not my wish
For once, and just this once
Entombed in full by your embrace
Your enraptured, enamored dunce
May 2, 2023
May 2, 2023 at 2:43 AM UTC
A secret kept, sweet as this, is a secret most worthy of the gods’ approval
I am a canvas bag expanded to the most outward possible tension:
the second state of matter
bypassing material, converging into an
IV drip of the most innocuous effusion
Jun 12, 2022
Jun 12, 2022 at 2:06 PM UTC
I love listening to music so much.
I can’t clearly explain the sensation: sweeping waves of emotion cascade through my being. Delicately wiping away any negatively-charged flotsam that had been wading through my consciousness, music pervades.
Lucky are the few who live their life inundated with the languorous luxury of music’s embrace.
Apr 5, 2022
Apr 5, 2022 at 5:06 PM UTC
What if I just like reading better?
Can one even be a professional reader?
Im so full, pouring from a creative tap
Yet I can barely write, or create a starting draft
My heart is flooding like a pipeline: one poorly designed
Can someone help me make sense of these dreams of mine?
Thinking with all my might but there’s no glimmer, no light
Hard, Im struggling to keep sustaining this fight with my
Self, I keep my mind in decent health but im still
Drowning, under the weight of this creative wealth
Feb 22, 2022
Feb 22, 2022 at 9:30 PM UTC
A misplaced angel dreams of lush facades,
Marinated in an amber-honey glaze that
pools into the streets, homes and
hearts of its radiant inhabitants
I wish to rip that page
from Dorothy Gale's book,
heel clicking until I am back
in that primal womb of sunshine
where I am able to soak in
the richness of natal nutrients
conceived for my angeleño heart
Mar 4, 2021
Mar 4, 2021 at 10:42 PM UTC
For awhile, I was running.
Running so hard, so fast,
My mind had no chance to let thoughts run past.
Lungs searing under the weight of my oxygen-demanding muscles,
I push my writhing muscles, while I wrench
This suffering heart to my will.
This foolish will of mine.
Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 3:52 PM UTC
I am a fly
attracted to your nacreous glow.
Just swat me already.
Feb 26, 2021
Feb 26, 2021 at 11:19 PM UTC
The world informed me that I am wrong for feeling, so I told myself to stop:
wallowing
freezing
fearing
aching
wishing
feeling
Why must I search for a meaning?
Why can’t I just be the meaning?
Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 4:21 PM UTC
I can see you
But only in my imagination are you complete
Feb 13, 2021
Feb 13, 2021 at 6:10 PM UTC
Moisture, madness mixy make
Tendrils find and *****
Into being; stones you’ll break
Minerals be your hope
Energy do take from me
And always be my child
In this new plane, which bares my name
You’ll never be defiled
Now reach, expand all through this land
Embrace all on your way
Do not propitiate my dear
Go living as you may
Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 3:26 PM UTC