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Cleansing droplets
slowly roll down
my nakedness,
tickling,
titillating
all the steamy places
& with fiery motions
& heightened gasps,
I succumb,
explode
warm velvet
into
her fine vision,
this showery
dream of mine.
Pillow with tears watered
One drop to leave eyes’ rim
Four lines my lips uttered
Borrowing from last dream!

*Though left me all gone before me
Loves and faces and tales
Not left me the faith of certainty
They only moved to someplace else.
I imagine
cool crystal seas,
visualize pretty daisies
in her flowing hair.

O these pangs,
my hunger
is there,
is there
anyone
else
out there
for me...
A person sits and cries
Knees together, holding her face
Lips quiver, and tears leak from cracks
Hide from the world
Not just a girl
But full grown
A woman, long

A clock clicks
Wordless in the night
It's not the precision preferred
Everything is not all right
It's face so pretty
Decorated with scrolls
Beautiful in architecture

It tells the time
But cannot really see inside
It's mind isn't shattered
It's still beautiful
Cogs, levers, springs and gears
It can only look at others
Knows something is wrong

It sees the world, all the other faces
Clocks themselves, faces hiding minds
Only hears the tick, click and tock
Sometimes it rains, humidity brings
Another tock, and knows it's off
Just one more tick
Make it work

One has to look past the face
See it's mind, complete
Not the pretty, but
Admire the precision
Mechanical beauty
Revenged emotional
Struggling time

Always trying so hard
Get through the hours
Minutes in seconds
Maybe it's ok, a little slow
A little fast, time makes time
Looking at clocks
Feeling only wrong

But it's the slow and fast
Moments between
When someday, it seems
That ticks and tocks
Patchwork healing
Shrugging, painful seconds
Keep perfect time

The other clocks
Faces hiding broken minds
Look to that grand Ol' tock
See only that it goes
Not its struggle
So in her hands
Tears slide down

Her woman's cheeks
All red, eyes puffy
A mind restrained
She hides her face, not
So all the other clocks
Can all go tick, tock
Click, whir

She only knows her
Ignoring the fact that
Her time is perfect
For everything he needs
Because the beauty of
Elegance is precession

His sense is timeless
Wonder not measured
For hours, creep
Minutes, tick
Seconds, wander
But altogether
She is everything
Your beautiful face glistens,
shines out of the darkness
with my devotion
& I gladly kiss
your eager lips
to stay grounded,
sunk,
deep in love
with you.
I left you at the chicken bus station.
I stood there
saddened,
watched you turn
& saunter
slowly away
into the early morning
jungle mist.
When our cup of misery is full
God takes out a spoonful.

But alas too soon
Devil adds one spoon!
 Aug 2014 purple orchid
nivek
yes I took that spaceship
like so many others
and yes we crash landed
But hey at least we tried
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