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Sensitive meanings from empty words,
reset the subject's perception;
Into the mind in honored time,
becomes reality's connection.

Seeing is believing but trust awaits,
from the pillar of hyperbole;
Amidst the looming lightning strike,
the answers gather openly.

As if a memory passed along,
the river of deep contention;
Each vision proves its worthiness,
while reflecting life's projection.

In eyes which widen with ecstasy,
a costly price is duly paid;
And where the road curves slowly,
we're aghast at what's relayed.
Two souls swimming in a raging sea
Both searching for a mighty plea
Moving through different courses
Searching, pacing, floating, arising

One whose heart has broken shards
Of glasses too thick to pull, to part
One whose heart too bright to see
It dims the dark, it caresses me

Both have loved, and both have lost
Both have seen, and seek to be
The best that they could ever be
Away they go, away they flee

How far they’ve fled we’ll never know
But know for sure that this is true
To where they went there’s peace, there’s bliss
To where they went, there’s no more fear
To Papa and Gel, see you both in heaven.
Constantly bashed,
rinsed daily,
used as an artist's ashtray,
or a hippies necklace,
Enough contained inside
to suffice and survive.

Moods form the swirls
and my lattice artwork,
You held me once in
wonder and awe,
Now you sell me on your
wicker stand.

Friends have wept over the loss
of their inner pearl,
I held no such treasure.
Just possibilities of where I have been.
Patiently await the day you hold me to your ear again,
So I can hear your heartbeat
The wind carries secrets,
crashing waves on rooftop shores,
whistling through the bones of trees,
carrying whispers of sleepless souls,
lost lovers names as whispers in the night,
swirling shadows of bending boughs,
knocks and rattles, tumbling shakes,
angry breaths on the eve of morn,
soothing sighs carried in from dark,
rustling leaf's do a dance of delight,
carried forth to slumbering rest,
so listen carefully my friends,
to the secrets in the hearts it tends.
Ah yes, the magic of human touch,
Trusting to warm my soul's skin
Tis nature of loves connection, as such.

My body accepts, oh if you only knew
Like an honored guest, I grin
Anticipating the pleasures, one of the few.

Skin to skin, our bodies converse.
Uninhabited, my mind wander
Deep inside, my craving thirsts.

Artful hands sculpt with purpose
Lulling layers open, you're quite the artist
Soothing caress melt my body formless

I'm yours, silently, I surrender.
As my flesh cries out for more
Arching waves of splendor

Rewarded my senses sated.
With newfound clarity reborn
Mind, body and spirit replenished.

I thank you for your gift of touch.
Lovingly, I would return the favor,
as such.
Nothing is spoken, just being open to touch is the reward.
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