She Utters

She boarded her fate to Minnesota.
She made her way
To a deadly audience.
With a grin-she was hopeful.
Her eyes soaked of warmth
her gaze so intangible.

Not  found of attention,
As cunning as her audience,
Her art was profoundly
her sketch was presumable.

She grasped for breath!
Her lips carelessly rhymed
Her pain, so glued for comfort
Her eyes sour
She  spoke softly in resentment

Her script well adept
her lips inferno, stir controversy
That blazed the stage with passion for disdain
Her dialects a mournful adversity
Uncut the pause , her audience mocked!
A resented  integrity.

As coward, they laughed.
rebuked her willAs masterly of con.
she sobs a Jab to reality .
100 days of depiction
100 nights of pretense.
Refined by her role
she made her exit

when hurt is woven,
The girl grin,
She’s sunshine in winter,
There is still in calm,
In string of meadows,
She’s honey,
she grips with taste,
                                                       Like din her gaze is mortal.
Glory as stars.
She’s fire,

There is certainty in her eyes,
wild as flames,
burring bridges, a risk to muse,
her ache, the soldier at heart
a mother s beam,beyond concern.
within poise,her fright is intense.
When will she bout?
Is her grit bestowed?
Her pasture, ruined ?
the anchor to all,
her love persistent

His will I seek ought I know,
His solemn I scorn.
His endure, ask my foes

She’s a beauty , a stallion in stars
She merry when her world is on fire ,
She’ smiles , when heartache feels crude
She’s burns for excitement
Her moon is aura ,
Her glimmer is utopia
She’s is senseless with beauty
She’s a Beauty ,in silence,
A victor in her reflection,
She’s majestic ,
She’s timeless,
She’s is poised
She’s raveling
Marvelous.

A beauty when the world turns dim
Her beauty will merge ,
Her gaze will flood ,
She’s warrior with no bounty ,
Her dazzling  no startling.
Her rythm no gimmick ,
No mimic ,
No construe can consume
her beauty
She’s alluring , roaring with  sight
Truly She’s is a beauty.

I searched  for God in the wrong places
I was caught In combat of destruction.
Me against man,
my whole,  my world in flames

I searched for Him without reach ,

A disconnect , no reconciliación.
I m a woman apart, fragment from her past  
Silenced By my scars  .

I have  seen pain but yet I kept  searching  . I knelt ,I prayed I saved myself amen to grace ,In torment I stayed , In circles I repent  . Yet I searched for him.

My mind was raw , I wept  today would bring more sweetness of tommorow  

A dream I  see in a stranger.
Yet I felt his silence , his grin.

As I screamed! Father forsake me not , I am the seed of your craft when ends meet il keep searching

Sweet country tales , sing me a bound and old dusty rhyme there’s Gin on his breath, there’s hunger in stares.
a river , I’ll cross hence eyes have mount in wells.
His desires are legend.  
My sweet country muse.

His touch recalls  warmth,

A sweet lullaby.

For my night have grown dry ,
My lips turns into shiver
Tears unto ice ,
For my nights have grown dry

This is my ember , words in replay
Worlds untwined , unwittingly remorse

For my nights grown dry
The peculiarities of my dreams drown into nightmares , the world i once knew, now tainted...

Mama for once I sought not to seek your wrath , but I seek mercy within the eyes ,
For odd years have swept , neither we nor I become of strangers.
Mama I seek for solace , at the arms of a traitor , he sees me as as forsaken , weakened , at the mercy of men.
I plead we take , heart to what  was once us, to  what brought Union. When comes tumbling we stand as pillars

Id sing  you  an old kumbaya,
I’d sing you these  praises , id kiss you  so tender with lips that sense  of honey , as you endure my  warmth ,  I promise  with every ache and tense,  Its written in vows.
ll  harbor us ,as we sale the  shores , it’s twilight  . !its my oath ,we are two at heart  Let  rekindle to what was lost , ,I’ve craved you now and then , beneath those delicate thighs, your warmth is my torment  . Our sacred is youthful, our pledge is rarer,our  little heaven,  ignites desires,  beyond  depth  beyond  love, For what I devote ,is what you ardor. Tonight the  stars  will grief with envy..

Passion ignited!
When lust becomes ache ,
When two become one ,
When tender feels intertwined,
It’s blooming right in mid September

she I’ll  weep , nor  her days are later
Weep,  when all is bruised ,she prevail’s.
When shadows,  are cast  she’s is a beacon to her light . Soaked in tears , wash her , cleanse her, let her weep.
What will be come of her , when life becomes  sour , consolidated with  fear , let her weep. Her lover is  buried ,her mother is  weary , will she’ weep?
When all is scared  she is a slave  to her ache  , let her weep

I saw papa chase the rain, he stained as he bathed his agony.  he soaked bitterly , in the midst of willingness.

I saw papa weep with despair , his demons were weary , so he sunken in worries.
His clarity , his dignity for once would be restore. with pale bare foot , as he danced its a slithery odd night  .

Papa yelled In tears , as he scorned his honor , as  tapped in mounts out of  worries, as it  drizzled out the  rain, he cried!  “ sing me my little dance my little spate  ,as this wise-less age,  Send me a glory , pray me for truce.

I saw papa chase the rain.

With grief I am with defiant ,intuitional  in fire  ,
Death her love , cure her loneliness.
Beside my petal  my roses , red to blue  October.
Me and us  in summer,
      

, mama cries her eyes  its noting like her stars
Her sparkle  once stolen. grief, when I was  defiant .My little blue nights  with tense of passion.the warmth of  kisses , it’s thus little frosty lies.
  
With grief I am defiant ,intense sophisticated, my raw raged lover

lay me down, hold me swiftly and tinge
As this growl turns into lust, My beautiful liar,
My spurn of frowns you won’t drill me with kisses.
These eyes have wept, this ache unheard,
Furry of whispers, Departed oh dearly!

Mamá said friendship is like a season , it’s like a needle with a thread it’s a forever with a good bye. Mama saids friendship is like autum when all is ripe ,and color, we pluck the color , and we loose the taste..

A girl like me see no ease at war,
When my mind is rage like fire,
My eyes sparkle flames of mettle
My lips whisper sonnets of faith
A girl like me see no ease at war

Yesterday yes,
it was majestic,
It was the blooming of stars,
when the night was yonder,
Maybe even it was the sparks from wet skies,
That glimmered of a new dawn,
That bruised all rage,
Meeting us half way

Oh! What beauty in such peculiar eyes!
Oh what hiss between lips,
The scrutiny of reality,
The tense of time,
As nothing immerges,
Its immensity beyond cry.

A girl is a mirror , she wonders within her reflection searching for her  puzzles , knit-less in flaws, but the girl is her image in her eyes she’s perfection.  the  mirror won’t tame her poise.

I guess the dreams we dream, aren’t the dreams we wish. We wonder within them ,searching for hope In glimmer of lights. But what shatters the dream is , the acceptance of reality.

Nothing tames the breeze that is soaked within worth, words within mind , constance within aim,Poised within smile. It’s danger within glory(2019) i revolutionary within desperation the taste of indulgence

As calming as the river ,
nothing can smooth ,
These tears
That stream within my soul

Surely!your a beauty in your own star

She is fierce but with fire, she burns for certainty,
She commands her flames like wonder,
Her lips are smoky,
Her tears are gasoline,
Why wage a war?
her destiny is your ticket to hell.

Sweetheart don’t fight the spirits,
when you’re odd to their empathies,
a puppet in disguise, a parade of  clowns,
saw tense within smile, it shattered in whirring nights.
his fate, his flutter , a décor is exquisite ,
murmurs the insecurity exposed.

I am her daughter,
In a  pallet of scars,
unseen marks of bullets, he shoots,
numb me, from gospels, he condemns
comes in disguises, it’s a banquet of despair
  it’s a cry, unwrap the precision
  foes, he comes tonight.

For the tongue is fiery,
Words burn,
In skin its thick
the soul's aches,

The moon made love,
To the stars so striking, that the sun,
Melted with gold.  At night when the earth was calm,
Sirius the star would paddle sonnets that,
Fused  tense,  so faintly that the  moon would perk kisses,
So elusive that could pour cerise too soothed  to the skies,

From afar,
I saw lands, that bliss beauty,
that melt like gold,
that beamed like diamonds.
like a dream, In happiness,
stars gleaming with smiles,
my eyes wept, as promise bestowed,

a glimmer for tomorrow,
when laughter is sickness,
when death is a cure,
when love is factious,
For today isn’t reckon,
Faith is foreseeable.

The sky was ****
and the clouds were wet as dew,
The night was misty, just me and my woes
Like the rain, rinsed me I bathed in guilt.  
I reckoned a furry that sparked a storm,
For the moon was my phantom, and the stars my valiant.
Reciting my triumphs for a midnight summer ‘’

in spite of spite, I want you!
Despite its delicate, it’s you,
It's euphoria sailing to hearts,
It's coral in crimson,
It's Dahlia in sunsets.
It's a timeless voyage

A broken girl grips a broken dream,
there’s a fire within calm,
drifting oceans won’t tame soul,
she bows to ease wounds.
tears swept the vale,
sorrows within  scars,
written among stars,
words won’t fade her
there ‘heaven within eyes.


A broken girl with broken wings,
tormented in chapters,
a blaze of grief,
It’s a man’s world,
weeps drowned wells,
despair in dreams,
gone thru the wind,
missing puzzles open,
paradise within a smile.

Buried by the oak tree
  For her soul glimmered gold,
  That bore trunks with silver,
   That shimmered leaves with youth,
    Beneath roots that flushed beauty,
    With twigs blooming as ripe daisy's.

Forgetting you is like missing the sweetness of the rain
As I stare wide awaken to a golden night,
  I neglect us in fond times  

   In Spring you drizzled like wild roses
   The taste of morning dew,
   As the day burns in flames,
   Two world entwined.
   A Whisper of tender sonnets
    

Forgetting you is like gazing at the **** sky
Our world was spring in the summer nights
Burn me with this Wilden kisses
As you blaze my darkest infinity
There was magic  in chapters that inked
Like sproutless words

Forgetting you is like missing the darling of winter.
The frozen spells, the melting of ache.
Won’t bring us back!

Love?

The form of hearts, burning like a morning star,
Its striking but countless. When its given to less
We race it, within threat, envy, and precision

The solid beautify of taste,
The peculiar feelings of warmth.

And yet we wonder why we **** for it

I was quiet and shaky at the edge of the river
Screaming in blanks with agony
Staring deep within the endless flowing
While pounding today’s heartache.

The river was silent and calming, within the naked forest
Within my strangles, I am lost
I think of him, endlessly with rage I despair
While pounding today’s heartache.

There’s beauty in June
THERE IS BEUTY IN JUNE


Sparkly!  its June in summer.
The leaves are bright and daze
The trees are ripe, and the Flowers are blooming with chaos
Swiftness is Dashing in the air. the sky is **** with bronze.

The Delights of sunray’s, The taste of Sage.
The woods are Timeless with Venus and Splendor.
The Clouds are Crunchy sizzling with navy and Dew.

The scenery is refreshing, and vineyards are dripping with oats
The Merry of Fowls Swaying towards the east
The respiration of haze to luminous day.
Surely there is Beauty in June