Standing,
in the fading sun
beneath the early
stars and the
yellow lamps
that light one by one.

Geese bear witness
As they waddle past on
Tiny orange feet,
As our hearts untwine
Under the
Misty blue sky.

Your supple mouth
Pinches tightly shut
As you lower your eyes
To the ground.

Lifting the lace high up
Over your head you
Go off to be a bride.

Yellow mango
flesh perched
on ruby red lips,

her elbow
propped on the
bar, watching
the leaving
ships,

News crackles
of a major hurricane,

tourist are
leavin

locals are
stayin

When the
surge subsided,
far inland it
reached

her body
was found
washed up
on the beach

the seas dead calm
the wind's mouth
zipped.

They knew it
was her by her
ruby red lips.



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Blowing sweat
dry, across her
neck.

As tiny
erections march
down her back.

Drawing warm
breaths threw
her teeth.

She praises the
sky for a
sweet relief.


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Weaving my way
Through a throng,
I spied emerald eyes
dark and somber
as a July
Thunderstorm,
her day dripped
sadness around
crimson heels
in tiny rivulets
of espresso and cream,
Staining her Burberry
skirt along its seams.
Lifting her hand to
her lips, *******
gingerly at manicured
fingertips.
She watched the
train pull away.


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Gnashing of teeth,
Tearing of vestments
Crematory waste
Smeared upon my face.
Angst

God has died,
A wanton suicide
Her ******* children
Now run this place.
Angst

***** stained covers
Adulterous lovers,
Depart smiling,
Not hiding their Faces.
Angst

Wounded skies bleed
On terra infirma indeed
It’s poison leaching  
Into bubbling brooks.
Angst

Bonita Muerte
Erasing the pain
Setting the corpses
On the pyres again
Angst



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Remember when
a stroll , so ancient its name,
Was our universe.
Long and winding ,deep
Into the forest’s cosmos.
As Winter’s breath splashed
Your cheeks with rubies.
I stole glances of your
Perfect lips bathed
In the dying light.
As the stars played
Surreptitiously,
In your highlights,
Your hand
In mine,
I laid a kings road
To my soul.
Your chariot,
A kiss so warm
And deep its meaning
I dare not speak above
A
Whisper.
The
Man
Inside
Me
Is afraid
Of your caress
Unhand me, I say
Unhand me.

~AD~

Oh my,
How sweet the
Lullaby
Steals her tears
From crying eyes.
Whisking her weeping
Off its feet.
Silent harmonies
Sail her across the dark
Harbor, mooring her
Off to sleep.
Laying her fretless in
Softened quilts
Her mother hopes
Will keep.
Stealing away from
Her berth
The mother makes
A retreat.
Feeling lonely without
Her warmth
The baby’s eyes doth peep,
The baby's eyes doth peep.

AD