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Roamer on lithium-ion note,
human discourse has evolved
into the latest trend.

We play lithium powered lip lag,
kissing through the media.
Tip-tap tag, a touch here and there,
I slowly chisel away at you soul
with the sharpest, finest pointed words.
Are you in, or are you in?

I keep it simple, stupid.
I play Shakespeare and you play
the audience. I condense
words to their baresense.
The script looks refined,
doubled checked, sublime.

We KISS through the media,
taking turns in a game of finger freeze-
tag. You're it. And I'm the audience.
*r u n r r u n?
When I allow
Free thoughts to be
Written down

I permit
My true self
To be heard

Uninhibited by
Social back lash
Personal gain
Promises of eternity

I am truly set free.

Free
As the sun rise is
And the sun set
As the crumbling mountains
Of the East and the West

Unchained as wild rose buds thrown
Across a thousand naked wheat fields
Wet with the dew of the morning
Leaves spinning in a passion of turning

The mind wishes to be -

Simple and live
Simple and die
Simple and love

Regretting when thoughts are
Simple and Hate

Yet,
We push for equality,
Don't we?

We bleed and die
And thrash
And cry for equality,

Don't we?

And though we are
Bent over tables
Swatted with billy clubs
Like flies would be with fly-swatter,

Do we give up?

No.

We continue.
We know the pain is a part

Of the process.
 Jun 2013 Artemesia Blastside
JM
My lips on your lips,
Dainty feet gracing shoulders.
Tasting the divine.
I love you.
Three words no wider than four letters long
That carry the whole weight of the universe.
Words we utter to each other so often,
Bystanders would consider them disingenuous.
But, baby, I mean every syllable.
When I look into your eyes,
When I watch you watching me,
My breath catches
And my heart feels oversized.
I try so hard to personify my love for you
In kisses, hugs, tugs, and strokes,
But kisses and hugs are created by candy makers
And tugs and strokes are done by artists.
Both of which, I most certainly am not.
However, I strive to convey my feelings for you,
Because I am sure of few things but this:
I am madly,
Ferociously,
Unbelievably,
Relentlessly,
Incandescently,
Everlastingly
In love with you.
I love you with a love that has never been given
From any other woman to a man.
I love you with an immortal love
That is once-in-a-lifetime
And can never be repeated.
Our love is holy,
Unconditional.
I. LOVE. YOU.
Beautiful,
Just like a
Young male teenager experiencing
The state of euphoria,
Just like a
Hopless romantic that finally
Found her love.

The meanings,
So
Bitter sweet
Just
So nice and
Pleasant to read.

The sky is falling down
So hard,
Circles made of
Pure heaven,
Just like a
Gold girl.

But also,

From the eigth circle of hell
From the most darkest spots of the nest
The birds strangled,
Wanting to be free
But sadly,
Freedom doesn't exist.

But that's just how I
Interpret things that are called
Poems.
Show me the sunshine and I’ll show you the heat.

We can teach each other many things.
Like how to dance on the moon.
Or when to pick the perfect apple.

The night calls out more names than I’m used to.
But you show me how to listen carefully.

And you hold my hand through it all.

Your eyes are closed, but I’ll guide you.

We’ll set the sails and carry on.
Open mind, open sea.

Where time and space don't matter.
Only our lungs can move us there.

Light the match and watch it burn.
Show me what you know…

And I’ll lead you to it’s finally resting place.
A proper funeral for a necessity.

Nails and screws.
Built on nothing more than hope and faith.

I’ll save you from the nightmares at dawn.
So hold on.

Sand and sea.
Salt and air.

Though the air tastes of sweetness.
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