Lets Converse

You thrive on the light because
You know that you make the skies darker
You impale the world with your touch
Disfiguring a man with the slightest glance
I challenge your heart to discourage me because
I recognize your brilliance
I can see you can trample egos
By now you should know my persistence
You tell me who you are
This is more than the genders desire
I am buffoon by my own urges
But I must let you know what I see
I see you eyes as they stand out of a silhouette of passion,
A very piercing stare
Your footprints compare to that of your lips,
Much like the petals of a rose you might kiss
I watch you; to a man you might cause the world to spin
But I stand tall in the crowd with my arms raised,” you win”
Because you bring the quenching that would smother the sun,
You’re something of an obscured revelation.

-Alexis J Meighan-

Moment
Too many changes
But solutions are slow to be found
Expectations are too high for reasons
And time passes to fast to accommodate the task at hand
Should I bend the boundaries and
Plea for salvation to hurry and assist
Maybe I’ll insist to exit on my cue
That is why I call upon you
Can you guide this wonderer to an oasis?
Maybe you can point to a place where I can fish
My heart devours the loneliness of the mundane
Day to day
But in your arms to the end is where I lay
Bidding farewell to puddles on a rainy day
My lust paved the road for our emotional reward.
-Alexis J. Meighan-

You can be

You can be the whim
The lucky guess I take that leads to the right path
You can be the drive
The force that pushes me to finish the task
You can be the will
The magnet in me that attracts to your needs
You can be the goodness
The flavor and taste of the sweets on which I feed
You can be the seed
The inception from which I sprout my dreams
You can bet he muse
The plume that moves and expresses my moods
You can be the splint
The brace that mends my concentrations break
You can be the shore
The wave of ****** that leaves me drowned in your wake
You can be the home
The Four walls and roof that shelter
You can be the fabric
The hemmed time that holds the space we share together
You can be the earth
The ground that is firms that steady my pace
You can be just you
The all of the above that took my breath away.

You are my

You are my top of the world
The steepest climb for the most wonderful reward
Your my northern skies and my sunny optimism
A place I visit when things get too hard

You are my down to earth
The road I traverse for the most wonderful view
Your my solid ground and stable embrace
A place that I can sit to relax and renew

You are my house and home
The place I return to for the most wonderful comforts
Your my weight baring walls and daily indulgence
A place where I know my self worth

Alexis J. Meighan

CONCEPTION ADORE

Love from two conceived then born
Nurtured and adorned
Raised and cared for
Nestled close to the heart
Embraced by two
Given the tools to achieve and succeed
With loves first breath, in it we believe
Parenting this love, protecting this love
Watching it blossom and grow
We age with this love
Feel rage with this love
Turn gray with this love
Then pass away, yet it remains
Love between two souls
Remembered by those here today
Some days we may be led astray
Those distractions a necessity for us to evolve
Problems in the cradle we resolve
Under a watch full eye
Conflicts are dissolved
Loyal to where we stand
Son of a soldier, son of a man
Defender of my beloved woman
-Alexis-

UNLIKELY FRIENDS

Your scent tends to linger around me
The words from your sentences can be astounding
But normally humorous
Very few of us
Know exactly what the two of us
Connect on
Agree on
Or even see eye to eye
Converse, and sleep on
We randomly crossed one another
With a "Hi and Bye"
Like night fall and sunrise
While
My sarcasm is sinister like clouds in the night sky
The gutters of my mind
Are
Like the gutters of my upbringings
Yet still I'm a petal
The depth of your eyes
Are
Brilliant like the depths of your mind
But stubborn like the oldest metals
Your style is so wild
While mine is conserved
A canvas scratched and scarred
To make a painting so disturbed
Yet it hangs on the wall

Alexis J Meighan

The Equestrian

When we met
We could and would
Have a sunday brunch
We ate **** word appetizers
Before eruptions of love for our main course
We conversed about ecstasy
And drank tall glasses of progeny
And picked morsels of fantasy
Passed on the dessert
Enough sweetness in wetness
Salivate like rabid wolves
Over the thought that
your body brings me deepness
I guess I'm in depth
She straddles my imagination
I saddled her provocation
Learn the speed at which her mind gallops
While
We share our addictions
Compare our afflictions
Only to conclude we're of the same breed
An option I could of
If only I would of
But knowing I should of
Cause the timing is never right

Not all heros ride into the sunset
Not all villains would meet there demise

Xin

Noticeable

I would notice you no matter the time
No matter the space and mood, no matter the strife

I would notice, if you hid your secrets behind that smile
I would see between the lines, and force my way in

I would notice, if perhaps, you dressed up the fairy tale as royalty with gold and jewels
I would notice, of course, if it were just for my eyes

I would notice, if the days went bye, and I didn't here from you. If suddenly you slept in and missed my call.

I'd notice this, notice it all, your absence, as well as your presence
Your physical being, and lingering essence

I would notice, your flaws and treat them as treasures.
I would even lie and say "I don't notice them at all."Bad hair day, or ugly scar, I would notice.

I would notice the pace you set, try to pick up your trail and give chase.
I would notice the distance between us. If I don't like it, then I'd take a few steps closer.

I'd chuckle, "chuckle" and hope you get uncomfortable. Then notice you are and get closer only to resign and back away.

I would notice your relief at the above mentioned, and of course I would notice, whatever it is, you do cause, I notice you.

XIN218

Monday Blues

I wish today displayed its jealousy of tomorrow
Wish it bullied its way in and
Announced it would never leave

I wish tomorrow slumbered
And had no interest in the dawn
Wish today would slow its stride
And hide its exhaustion with a big smile

Wish tomorrow didn't come so fast
Cuz now today is its name
And today was yesterday
A moment I want to relive.

XIN

Pass of the hand on the cheek ever so slightly
A hand carressing petals blossomed from a rose

Gentle breath, warm and calloused, trembles the knape
The dessert wind whispering a tune of truth to the back of your mind

Sentual scent that enhance the taste of the good life
The aroma of an outstanding experience that hits the nerves like fire

With only a glance, captivated, by the idol that we behold
Unique splender, almost hypnotize, like a startled deer on the highway

Manimal
Instinct that breaths with method
Ravage when starved and savage like its lesson
It dreams of its feast
While gorging every piece
Flavor unfulfill

XIN
(Muse furnished by "B")
Friday at 11:07pm

LIMBO
There is a perch above the earth,
That some reside
Not quite as high as the sunrise
But just beneath the cool of the night sky
I deny that I feel envy to those above I
But I do imply that my mind sometimes
Fantasize of tippy toed extensions
Squinting eyes and hands high to the heavens as
I grasp at the precipice thrilled at the benefits
That awaits an individual such as me
A monumental moment most men may miss
Due to the maleficent molded macho make
Of there guarded guile jilted while stilted
Elevation of ones own ego
But we know it’s a heavy task
To wear that mask when
Peaking up at that perch
Only makes your neck hurt
But the toll to reach that elevated road
Is as simple as letting her know
You’d rather be home
Just you two alone
Two heads on one pillow
Curtains drawn and windows closed
Night till dawn with flesh exposed
Just three words to let her know
“Ascend with me”
Then of you’ll go
And that my love, is the space above
Atop the night but below the sun
That I seek to reach once you get home
Love XIN

LATE NIGHT ON A DATE NIGHT


Its cold in the sand
There's salt in the air
Our lips collide
As we watch the night sky
Embracing tight as the
Ocean sings us its lullaby

This is where it all began
Late night on a date night

We are lovers in a room
Discovering each others flesh
Playing games as we hear the rain
Unwrapping your lace
Like a gift in a foreign place

This is where we lost control
Late night on a date night

An April day has arrived
The nights before has made us close
I see your form as you disrobe
Who would of known
Tonight we create life

This is where we made a miracle
Late night on a date night

Your showing our seed
I'm showing a smile
We both glow and sip our wine
Your day, a birthday, I ask if we should
The next day you say yes you would
Your so beautiful as I take you

This is where we joined our souls
Late night on a date night

The sounds, the people,
My heart racing as you make your approach
Your beauty, and smile, your wedding gown
I watch you get closer,
Kissing the bride as we seal our vows
A long road from then till now

This is where we try and make more
Late nights on a date night.

-Alexis J. Meighan-

The scribble- aka nonsense: I always try and categorize everything into a neat package. My own make due box if you will. Weather its food, friends, life, love, pain and sorrow, it all get stowed away in a box as I try to connect them to make sense. But in the end it is, and I am (my boxes) over shadowed by it, myself. I'm a "complex creator" is the LAST thing people will know when I'm gone.
But it’s all nonsense. I'm just a control freak

The baby drinking- aka nurturing: I made him. It’s so weird. Of all the things I've painted, wrote, and sculpted or whatever this (Essek) is by far the best and last work of art I could ever create. He drinks because I thought him that his beverage is in a vessel to get he has to drink. He sleeps securely because daddy (me) will always keep him from harm.
"I'm a good father" is the LAST thing people will remember when I'm gone. But it’s all nurturing. I'm just good with instinct

My new plant- aka optimism: this flower is actually a fake. I put it in the fish bowl to try and make my fish (merlin) a little happier. Even though his brain is the size of a 6 font "O" he deserve a bit of joy in his aquatic dwelling. It’s the last lesson I can give to those that fall in a dark place. The smallest things have a big purpose
“I was always optimistic" is the LAST thing people will think when I'm gone. But I'm just courteous………………….

There’s more but its personal

Iknow ilove iappreciate

What I am
When I'm with you
What I see
When your around
What I eat
When you cook for us
What we can afford
When you go work your long days
What a relief I feel
When you come home
What a joy it is
When you run wild with our son
What a drain it can be
When you do so much but have to do a lil more
What a pain it can be
When your in such high demand
What a morning becomes
When you crash into me
What burdens we over come
When you plan and get the ball rolling
What a stronger man I am
When you tell me I can do it
What a home you make for us
When you do what you do
What my life would be like
I wouldn't know with out you

Ignored by a thought

I thought if I ignored him and
his request for spare change
his plight would fade away
And his face would fail my memory

I thought the night was differently quiet
Interrupted by clench of teeth,
****** holes and malice of man
Gun shot, pain, and the victim of a plan

I thought if I ignored the wound
The dream would change moods
The blood drop would be love knots
And the victim would be you

I thought if I ignored the flash of life
Mine would be spared
That the death to come would flee me
And instead you would be here

I thought of ignoring my persistence
And give in to the dark void
But then I thought of loving you
And fought to stay relevant

I thought of a lot of things
But never to give him the change in my pockets
Now I'm a prayer and a fading thought
Ignored by the passing crowd
A layer on the cake walk
An after note on your brow.....(Cont.)

Xin

GOOD MORNING AT MIDNIGHT

Easily aroused at the noon of night, time to say good morning in that special way
So many sounds, and to my point of view the mood is right for those things that I
shouldn't do but do anyway

What should I do to convey to you
That there is a primal need to feed this brew
Of lust and untamed general excuses, the make believe, and urgencies
all to get next to you

"Where to begin"? My thoughts are at attention
While my flesh rips from within.
I'm a slave to these waves of intimacy shackled to the seeds of my intentions

I am so captivated by your sleeping physique
So enticed by the subtle words your form brings to mind. I seek to infiltrate your mounds and depressions, your angles and impressions, and topple this fortress of pillows, covers, and sheets

Once again, "where do I begin?" I plot and divulge the scheme
Maybe the base of your stance, the arch of your feet? A firm grip to squeeze and massage away
The pain of your daily stride. Equal care for every soft colored nail, and each one kissed admired and dismissed. I can tell your skin is impressed by this

Oh where can this moment lead? I trail of to the rear of your knees
Oil soaked palms, on your warm toned calves
I kneed and *****, till that tension passes
Are you ready to announce your submission
I can hear your deep exhales from your face down position

Can you turn to greet me, face upward to receive me
Your eyes lock to mine. Even though there filled with the days exhaustion.
They shine like they arrived from the sky
Waking for the experience, "hello my love"
Relax and enjoy and let me exploit you
A few kisses and my tongue shall anoint you
While my fingers explore the very core of your erogenous ****** being

Our journey has no predetermined destination
Just the satisfaction of knowing when we arrive

This night I'm endowed with pride,
and I strive
to make you believe (that)
Every lap around your,
every tap upon your,
never stop until your,
waiting for the tide to recede.
With every breath you encourages me
As we kiss and break up (our senses)
Then collide and make up (once again)
A new dimension to an old trend (lovers)
A new connection to an old friend (you)
A new ingredient to an old blend (embrace)
A new depth to a old shallow end(******)
With that eruption I want you to receive what I send

In the after glow of your embrace I indulge in your taste
Both our flesh cooled by our sweat
Only to find heat in our relief and
The absence of our possessions and stress.
Nothing else exist when we do
No other sound can drown the song of our impromptu passion

As we agree that slumber is our next quest to embark I kiss your lips and we lock sights
A unspoken appreciation for our
Good Morning at Midnight

XIN

Ever seen
Ever been
Ever played for a team
Ever day dream
Ever stall
Ever fall
Ever fail
Ever bawl
Ever believe
Ever dream
Ever seen the edge
Ever jump
You will if you've
Ever light a candle and leave the door unlocked
Ever ascend with the one you lay with
Ever lay with the one you play with
Ever play your song for the one you dream of
You won't if you've
Never jump
Never seen the edge
Never dream
Never believe
Never bawl
Never fail
Never fall
Never stall
Never day dream
Never played for a team
Never been
Never seen

       -Alexis J. Meighan-
                  &
                -Xin-

I doubt the words on the page, correctly portrays, the images of the hand that wrote them.

Silent lips
Deaf ears, and
Blind eyes are
The merit of the creator as
He namelessly transmits his
Inner thoughts to his outer audience

My pen does not move for your applause
It moves for your focus
The thought pattern in this movement
Is more, and less, of my faceless existence

I can listen to what you want me to hear
But that doesn't mean that I am there, for that reason

I am a giver of many words and
A taker of many woes
I promise I could never fit a profile

The words I write are chameleon
They change to what you believe they say
The body I possess is chameleon
It changes to fit whatever pleasures you extract

No matter the length of time you stare
No matter how close you get
You will never find me.
XIN

An X-ray  of ******* love

They were so soft.
The hands that took control and made the pace
Of the heart that race
Within the mess of a chest
That bravado expels

It was so open.
That mind that reduced his fears Induced tears
Used to indulged his idol chatter
Hitting my wordy pitches
Like a home run "Hey Batter Batter!!"

It felt so right
The places that exposed his **** faces
Things that spread, squeezed, and joy in **** tasting
An inserted pleasure burrowed deep from throat to waisted
Passed out drunk on love lust and **** filled vases

The peak was so brilliant
Joy ride till they collide out of control out of their minds
Writing vandalism like an equations broadside
"E=U & I" , could hate you in this day and time
But starve till withered away the day she ever said goodbye

The splash was so divine
Touched by her personal heaven
An angel as lucky like the # 11
He could never pretend or fake being insatiable.
The main source of his complexity

The view was so vast
A world of flat boring land waiting to be filled
Brought to life by their skills and the pursuit of a thrill
Would feel beheaded if ever they stood still
Feeding their frenzy and bending alls will (to their own)

The potency was such a rush
Too much oh so much, but oh so desired
Craving how much she'd  say " it's you I admire"
Toiling with brow to his navel, igniting the fire
The long kiss goodnight, made the morning quench of the sun a joy to the heart like her sweet face and loving
The monument by which praise and parade of her exploited flesh bare the quill to write paradise that he is inspired

The dream is much too real
While they watch the world turn and the masses conform
We struggle against the tide and tread the waves of the pass they morn
A lottery, marathon, playground, where many have entered her but only one can win the title of "Adored"

The now is not so much of then
They were them sometimes Every now and again engaged in moments when
Them they see and believe "you and me can be...."

But time sprints, and they limp, slower every aging step
Till times out of view and they're  out of breath
Bed bound but not the expected intent
For one is most attentive while the other lay mostly spent
But embraced they lay unchanged in any way
Still in love and still insane
Crazy for each others bane
Awake for the moon, and snooze through the rain
Gentle dreams of forbidden entry, daily flirt but never stray
Away, stay, away, plead for a day. Agreed then rinse, repeat
A treat for the sweet thoughts of the "use to be" but enjoyable right here, right now, someday is today

-Xin-

5 W's Of The Desert Walker.

WHAT does a man in the heat dream of?
Maybe he dreams of the sweet taste of the rain
What amenities does he seek in a bare sky with only the sun?
He is given an audience with his delusions.
He is granted a moment of peace under his imaginary palm.
He can swim in the dry waters of the oasis till the sand shreds his skin.

WHEN does his vagrant breath retreat?
Maybe as the expired adventure turns to torture?
In a blink his shade diminishes
His view of the horizon brings drought to his tongue
As his fatigue pays homage to the expanding desert.

WHERE does a lost traveler turn when every direction leads nowhere?
Does he look up for divinity?
A panicked man, with his hands to the skies, calls for relief.
But its not the cool he's expecting, its mercy for his soul when his time comes.

WHO does he hear when his eyes begin to fail?
Family, a child, maybe a lover with soft flesh?
Face down in the dunes he can taste the salty blend of the earth.
The voice of his cherished love echoes in his fading consciousness.
A great comfort in his last request.

WHY do we fall down?
Because we're weak and unbalanced.
So we can get back up?
No sometimes we are just not as big as our ego would have us believe.
The road to triumph can be hard to traverse unprepared.
But the value of the experience can be as priceless as the outcome.

-Alexis J. Meighan-

Alter Ego

Conception:

There a place I found
I go once in a while to be lost
A place where no one comes around

I sit on the grass and seal my fate
Accept the verdict I've given myself
I sit on the grass and wait

Denial:

There's a song that I sing that requires a grin
A cheerful expression that I imitate
Its melody uplift and warmth with in

There's a song that I sing that requires a skip
This jolly reprise implies my persona
Equivical as it leaves my lips

Sullen:

There's a person I call to ruin the mood
I unveil my dimension and hope they follow
Smothering the concern with poison food

There's a person I call to darken their gleam
I unload my woes lash out and violate them
Then in turn relieve and ascend my own esteem

Crash:

There's a switch that I hit to make the room go dark
A lonely corner awaits my demise
I choose this cavern to tear me apart

There's a switch that I smash to remove all presence
Deleting the criticism that I'm so use to hearing
The sound of my own voice can be so depressing