Here in the desert
it's been raining
on and off
            for days
making the succulents and cacti
glisten with wetness
their thick skin sparkles
and catches nature's ironic eye
flowers and plants shine
so much better in the half-grey
Here in the prehistoric depths
Of rocky whitewash and silt
             flash floods rush through
flushing out all guilt
         And inside
a raging storm commences
and I feel so blessed
to be a part of this celebration
my lungs expanding in my chest
I breathe in deep
that fresh purity of air
let it cleanse right through me
from my toes up to my hair
It rushes in my body
taking no prisoners in its force
flows through every vein
cleansing poisons in its course
its power flows into me
washing out this stubborn pain
Turning the confusion
                     into clarity again
From inside subconscious thoughts
           realization thunders
rinsing from my mind
                 the emotional strain
and replacing it with euphoric wonders
Come, my raging desert tempest
Bathe me
       penetrate me with wet
restore and purify
my being
take over and disinfect
let me feel my own strength
until it pours out from my cells
into the space inside my heart
where love and lust still dwell
My tears mingle with the sweet drops
                as I fling arms open to the sky
releasing strikes of lightening
for every word I cry
as I summon, pray for lightness
mixed with the sturdiness of earth
Let joy rise up and bubble
within my being
as rebirth

Lifes Road
  walking on lifes road a man named alone
   Along the path he meets a stranger named someone
   Someone starts to journey with alone
   As they journey they met no one
   No one wanted to see every one
   Though searched long he never found someone
    He started his journey with someone and alone
     Finding the answer to everyone in someone
    with someone no one is alone

If I promised you things
Would you leave everything you have
And come with me
Please
Come with me

☁️

I vividly recollect me embracing you while we were in the shower.
The most passionate time of my life I recall.
I didn't know what possessed me to possess you in that fashion, so the only explanation I have is that you had a hold on me first; a more strong and foreseeing clutch.
My physical reaction cannot compare to the divinity of your works.

I witness how amused you were when I acted out foolishly, reminding me that I needed some kinda help.
Well the help I needed is no longer apart of my life, thanks to the complexity of my malfunctioning cerebrum. Sorry I didn't allow you to be my remedy.

I also remember dimples that are potent, just one more addition to a walking monument. He must have been thinking about someone much more appreciative than I when he walked you out of the gates and told you that you'll still be an angel of his, just accompanying a more physical spirit.

I bethink of how easy it was for me to confide in you, as if we known one another all our lives. Such strange but comforting arrangement. I was sure of continuous sustenance.

I reminisce on you specifying me as your "cupcake", since the icing is gone I don't want no other man to fill in what I already baked. You only got one cupcake! (I swear if you call anybody else that I'm whoopin yall *****, both of yall)

But I will never get the chance to commemorate me telling you the one thing that I was always so close to disclosing... That I loved you

I've realized that when I can't be with you, you'll be with someone else. I've come to accept the fact that other girls' sheets have felt the skin on your back as you give yourself away to them. I wonder if you realize that every time you're with someone else you're throwing away a little piece of me. You claim the girls you're with are only temporary, as if they were placeholders trying to fill the void in your heart where I used to be. As if they were just keeping my seat warm. When in fact they're just setting my spot on fire and as it engulfs in flames you just stand and watch me fade away. It's like I'm always just a step behind you, trailing along like a child looking for their mother in a grocery store. When I get lost I click my feet three times but it never brings me home. I can close my eyes and see images of you walking out the door but I can never figure out where you're going. I've started drinking ***** to wash down the memories but it boils in my chest until I cough them back out. I wander the streets hoping I might run into you because I forget we're on different paths now. It's like a dirt trail through a forest I have never seen before. It's a never ending journey that I find myself making in hopes of crossing paths with you again, hoping that if I get lost you'll come find me. I turn songs on the radio and all I hear is you shouting leave me alone and I can't love you anymore. It's like every empty picture frame haunts me with the thought of never seeing you again. I want to be able to run home to you but there's an ocean between us and I forgot how to swim. I drown myself in the salt water that leaves trails down my face as I remember what it's like to listen to your heartbeat. I wonder how fast it goes as you lay next to someone new because I know I can feel the blood rushing through  my veins at the thought of you with someone else. I'm starting to shake again and as my hands are trembling I just want you to hold them and tell me everything's gonna be alright.

Tortured captain
The shadow learns of the queen
Angry says the road
Sorrow is the soil

Loving inner killing
Turning points
The river rolls strange
History's lucky ashes in the wind

Misunderstood unnoticed
Death shines on the seed
Stranger beneath the rose
A darkened crow the ultimate example

Expression rainbows
Black lines and edges
And in this stupid hour
Strangers recognize

The tortured captain