The steps are the steps
inward and flowing,
downward and away,
no time for possibility,
my mind has gone astray.
I chase not the chance of a certain moment,
I planned the time it took to hold it,
Not the falling that morphs the thought,
It is the telling that is yet taught,
We are rarely are own dreams,
Most times battling internal screams,
Merely a prospector of our own demands,
Turning to keep a little head above the sand,
That is thick and I am sinking oh so quick,
into a ground that devours my wit,
Making it so hard for me to state,
But I can't understand why she won't open the gate.....

and then I am sitting here
in front of an opend window
and the rain is falling.
falling. falling. falling.
Drip. Drip.

and then I am sitting here
and I am thinking about you.
I think about you and I think about me.
It's getting cold.
No moon. No stars.
And the rain is falling
on and on.
Inexorable
it is telling me all the things I don't want to hear.
It is washing me clean
from the lias
I've been telling myself
for too long.

I know where I'm going
You said
I know what I'm doing
You said
It's all good
You claimed
Well here we are
In a land
surprise surprise
You don't recognize.

This morning,
upon waking
A different feeling was in the air
Something
was a-glow…but what?
A quick glance upon
The mirror
as I gazed upon my skin
It was shimmering with
Electricity
currents running,
thick and thin
up and down my body,
highlighting my passion
my most sensitive spots,
reverberating
turning delicate frequencies
into high voltage…

And every time
My thoughts slithered about
most alive,
like the bejeweled serpent
in a garden of lust,
of love
luscious
as orchards
of velvety fruit.
Thoughts
of your face
your touch
your skin upon mine….
A rush of sparks
igniting my spine.

I watched, as
all became alight,
My body a map
of countries,
gleaming into the night
of many tongues spoken,
of colors bursting in air,
of a melancholy broken
of the arc of a flare

I have become
a festival of lights.
The aurora borealis
drifting over me
like the rolling waves
of the most sensuous
explosion
ever

I have got this hunger
A craving, you could say
It comes to me
When I least expect it
And won't go away

It enters my bloodstream
Pulses through
My veins
It doesn’t care
Whether I am feeling
Pleasure or pain

It pumps into my heart
It slides upon my skin
It takes me over,
Without and within.

When I get his hunger,
This craving
This urge
All of my senses
Start tripping
My emotions in a surge
Like rushing water
Upon a calm lake
Oh, please, I beg,
Fulfill it…
For Heaven's
Sake!

It takes me over
Occupies my body
My brain
And I feel that if I don't
Scratch that itch soon
I will truly go insane

I look towards the heavens
I pray with all my heart
Please, help me to satisfy
This great gaping want..
For I am burning up
Inside my own strife
If I do not feed
This Lust
for Life