her maudlin ******* clad emotions
moved across her vivid motion face
she paused to fumble with the settings
but her steam engine heartstrings are
trying to re-write themselves

like a derringer she carries both smoke and fire
concealed in her compact chrome adorned form
i kiss her deeply with adoration
i kiss her with loves longings
she denies such things have realities
she says that its only the oily taste of aftersex with an unclean woman
that is real and good
i cannot wish away her versions of reality

she caged her fingers
with pewter rings in the shapes of skulls and dragons
but the real danger lay not in her blades and devices
but in the lingering i would do admiring her
so used to the vestibule of her carnal delights
i would venture no further
into the amazon jungle of her forbidden fruits
and i would forever one of her
treasured trophies in the neatly appointed sitting room
with the ticking clock and chipped fine china
with the blurry photographed crying faces
and a carpet adorned with images of plagues rampages
death is no mere stick figure
with some wicked blade
he's a carpetbagger selling cheap potions
in the twisted carnival of life

her thick tears are slow to escape her eyes
as she looks off into the oncoming night
and the face of the unbearable
her maudlin emotions vivid to me
as my hand holding hers in empathy is to her

she decorates the flawed image she sees in her mirror
and with mock flair unleashes herself
into the alleyways silence
she turns back to me and without a word
pulls delicate fingers across my cheek
in a gesture almost intimate
smiles and walks into the shadows

she is a figurine in the circus of night
a danger of delights
a mouthful of wonders and razors

she walks slowly back in
the thick grey of dawn
her step weary
her gaze downcast
i hold her in my arms trying to restore
but you cannot fix what was never whole enough
to get broken in the first place

i kiss her deeply and with gentle adorations
she looks into my eyes
and remains unseeing
this is not how love is supposed to be

You were with me in a spiritual time
Before I was born into the flesh
Long before I took my first breath
You were a part of my life then
The best part of my soul and spirit
The deepest part of my...Heart

When I was young
There was always emptiness
That could not be filled within its walls
Because I was gone from your side
And the happiness I once knew

When I became a teenager
I would dream about
The missing essence of love
The missing part of my heart
You alone would abundantly fill
One day with your love

When I became an adult
There was nothing that would make me feel
More exuberant or tantalizing than
The dream vision of you
That let me know my heart would be full
Once again in time

Then we met…
I heard the calling of your voice
As it embraced my name and heart again
Allowing me to know that quiet heavenly hymn
From my past shared with you
Before I was born into this world

Once again, I felt the sincerity and deepened wholeness
Never seen by human eyes before
The best of love only God could create for...
He made us to be two equal sides of...
The same golden coin

Doing so to His delight, so I would answer only to
The call of my soul mate, the only one
When she would say my name
Would make a captive of my heart once…
Again

I loved you before my time
In this world became a reality
Always adoring you
Long before you were born
And had taken your first breath

I loved you before we were separated
By my earthly birth...taken from your presence
Where you were no longer near to me
But a daunting vision which would always stay
Haunting my dreams so many
Sleepless nights

I have loved you now everyday
When my freedom from the trappings
Of this world was found...by your appearance
For, I was already born a twin to your love
Gladly receiving a hearts imprisonment
Once again by Heavenly bars
As our God already predestined it to be
Before the beginning of time