Speaking kind
Words
Doesn’t mean
You have a kind
Heart

A shot of his love makes me wild,
spinning, spinning, spinning
like the unknown child
I spin, until I can't no more
coming down
, I fall to the floor
a shot of his love, it makes me wild
spinning, spinning, I can't be still
spinning out, I love the thrill
a shot of his love makes me wild,
singing his blues, like
the unseen child

lost in infinity,
yet your eyes take me nowhere.
the time passes slowly, as if
we don't exist.
this moment is all we have,
and I bathe in it's
beauty.
leaves of our minds
are intertwined,
lost in a toxic wasteland
for days on end,
we don't exist outside
this room.

To  write
Each day until

My fingers bleed

To love you each
Hour until my
Body leaves

To sit here
In the cool morning breeze

To love you from afar


Cool and blue
Distant seas

This is all i long
To do,  to give
Myself

Is nothing new

I’ll write each day until
My fingers bleed
And ill sing every hour
To the brown fall leaves

I’ll love you here
Until my body leaves.

That little
piece of heaven
on my tongue
is gone

I once lived
in the wild
with beasts
sun shone
as
I danced
recklessly
through the
street
embodied
the presence
of warmth
& heat
had a heart
of
gold
and thoughts
of fleet

I sway
side to side
my pale grasp
holding a
violet
stem
one hand
in earth
one hand in
the ether
one foot
in the dark
one foot
in the light

Twist the
golden
door
****
it opens
Into another realm

In a realm where nothing is as it seems,
and the dreamer always dreams
the mystical moon is guiding
me through the doors which
once closed shut, now they are swung wide open
The forbidden fruit tastes sweet
the poison tastes like cinnamon
the vines grow downward into the roots
and the sun rises backwards

They keep tellin' me across the river,
with poems strewn all on the wooden floor
they keep tellin' me it gets better
for time heals all which burns cold
yet the long, winding, static road
seems to yearn for me to feel the depths
the ebs and the flows, forcing  me to
drink the past & pain like strawberry lemonade
they keep tellin' me it gets better,
but does it?

Oh, you raven of the night -
subverting the rules, seeking freedom,
ready to spread those black wings & take flight
with your black hair, sweeping ever so slightly over your black eyes the way your mouth moves ever so gently when you speak eloquent lies
the touch of yours, cold to my bones
the way you lay gently in grass with purple stones
How you feel, the words you speak
which light me up , electrify my soul, and make me weak
right before you break me down again
In his arm it feels like heaven or a hell of sorts,
for once I get a taste it's never enough
drowning in it, drowning in it, drowning in it!
love is like a shore or maybe an abyss
ready to burn and leave a scar, here but never quite there
lost in some world of another
for in his arms it feels like heaven or a hell of sorts

mantra,
the vessel which
guides the boat
into the everlasting
abundance of truth

silence,
the echo
brimming sunshine
on this plane

truth,
the soul cleansed
from the white noise hums

mediation ,
the key
to unlock
the kingdom
of heaven

I forget how your hair sweeps ever so slightly
over your black eyes
I forget how your mouth moves ever so gently
when you speak lies
I forget how your touch feels, cold to my bones
I forget how you lay in grass with purple stones
I forget how you feel, the words you speak
Which light me up and make me weak
Before you break me down again
With words which hurt like limes on my bruised knees
I forget how it feels to lay next to you
I forget how electric it feels too
Cause’ our love was darkness n light
It was like daytime n night
It felt right
But i forget the way your touch hurt
I forget the way your touch healed
Cause toxicity burned into my daydreams
And you were less of a man, more of a fiend

In the mire of sunday news,
I am sick to my stomach
with the blues
The aching, longing
to escape this realm
for California is lit on fire,
the world is struck with dark
desire,
So I turn the volume down,
and let my mind rest with ease

storm risin'
yellow sun, dawn
of the horizon
he likes to drive
the curved roads,
I like to ride
all night

jazz, blues,
magnetic muse
by my side

is this
heaven

he likes to drive
the curved roads,
I ride all night

Meditation on an airplane,
as we both fly high
through the ethers,
and transcend space,
time,
and darkness.

My being is light,
drinks up the clouds
and kisses the stars.

My heart beats still,
still beats for you,
through it all.

Meditation on an airplane,
I race through the
heavens
to reach you
in time,
los angeles
gleams,
sparkles,
shines,
speaks to me
through the
divine.

Records strewn
upon a wooden floor,
your eyes sparkle
in the iridescent lights

Hands woven
by fate, by time,
by presence

The sun peaks
through my window pane,
the day has brought us
together.
this moment is all we have

if time was kinder,
slower,
if clocks ticked
in our favor,
this moment
may still exist.

Sunset as subset
for hope, while the
sun rises early morning
dawn
my heart rises
& leads me into
the new age

There's a white horse
riding off into the distance
and I think I'll follow
my daydreams swirl me
into the daylight
for the sunset
is subset
for hope &
existence

To those whom I lost on the road
I bid you farewell with roses & gold
Separate paths winding away
We may meet again one summer day
but to those whom I lost on the road,
Forever in my heart
of implode,
feelings stay
but our roads- they stray

All we have
is now

become what you
are, before
they told you
whom you're
supposed to be

universal lucidity
shines thru me, and
sets my soul on fire

eyes level to the horizon
sun sets on the dawn
of our gilded love

all we have
is now