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 Oct 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
Visits
 Oct 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
I want to explore you
Burn you up inside out
Consume you like fire
And embolden your senses

I want to wrap around you
As rain trickling down
Pausing on corners and
Form caressing steam

Blinded and led forward
Only by the sounds afforded
The limited expression
Of pure intentions flattered
 Oct 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
Voyage
 Oct 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
What's it matter things I say?
Only flare shots to strangers.
Vying for regard?
Young and old on the same stormy sea.

Floating flimsy raft of mine adrift
Except now I've got you for sailing
More brain dumping
 Oct 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
Miss
 Oct 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
Nape of neck was so smoothly skimmed
Bumps formed to reach for you
Knife drew a crude line illustration backside
We're performance art for an audience of none
 Oct 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
A.C.F.
 Oct 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
Opalescent sphere radiating aura
Tempts me to lay back and bask
Relax and gaze at trees and stars
Yet she's all of it and moreover divine
 Sep 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
She reaches me by radar signal
My words come in waves and pangs
"You're the universe" I say
And it takes a lifetime to get across
The galaxy
I miss your touch.
 Sep 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
Presenting the circus, gather ‘round!
An art display! Watch a family waste away!
Psychotic scribblings on white-wash blank pages,
Fitting insulation for the padded walls
And each one’s oddly striped like a jumpsuit

Textured and chameleon, life flashing by like roulette
One thousand times, two thousand times a day
When will you let off piling baggage? Why not my way?
Sometimes I can’t help but feel like I’m drowning here.
Chained by familial devotion, not allowed to utter sound.

And the one tiny ******* final camo-tarp square
That from which you leave me to view
Means either I reach, breath, block and obscure
Or I gaze at the cloud’s shapes, aloof, and I suffocate
Tell you the truth, now I’m not sure.

I need to leave this deserted, haunted hill.
 Sep 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
Day One
 Sep 2016 Autumn
Allan Frei
I stumbled into you
Then we stumbled home
Now my living room is scented autumn
And there's beauty in the decay of a sweet memory
Just down the road of stairs was a flower on my couch

Let's hangout this weekend
We can garden in moonlight

Your vibes pull my heartstrings
And I'm flooded with the new song you play
I'm lost to replay it and have you hear
What a harmonious melody our notes produce

*Stay longer than my denials.
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