You tease
As a maze 
A shooting star glimpsed 
From the corner of your 
Eye 

You tease
As a fountain filled with
Pennies and dreams
Fulfill my secret
Wish

You tease
As a clear sky that
Soon turns to a sudden
Rain, soothes my
Being 

You tease
As a mirage 
That promises grandeur
In the parched sands of
My desert

Oh you tease

There is a plan 
for you here
Spirit born beauty
Created just for you

All the fantastic
All the strange
Synchronicities
Fashioned
For you to 
Be here now

Many miracles,
Coincide 
For this
Cosmic joyride
To spill life
Into your unique
Skin and eyes

Through all the 
Many 
Joys and pains 
Always, but always
Know that you are
A perfect color

You are needed here
This is your world 
Your fight
Do not deny us
your unseen beauty
And life

You must believe 
Please don't cry
Now Take my hand
And let's try this
Again

Another chance
Night sky resurrection 
Bruise then
Soothes 

You choose 
Through whisky blues
Cheap tattoos 

Busy streets
Teeming life grooves
To strange beats
Existential speakeasies 
Proves
Electric existence
Is Heavenly

A strange bohemia
Resounds, crowns
Road side cafes
Girls with belly 
Button rings,
Sing
In different hues
Multicolored moods

Hipsters, weirdos,
Freaksters
Congregate in this
Urban delight
Torn jeans, 
Worn boots
Christmas lights hang 
From baristas roof

Eclectically surreal
Is how I feel 
Cars passing by
Intermingle
I drop my dime
And head on
To my next
Crawl

Thunder shatters
Silent night,
A sudden light 
Floats down 
powdery,
A pinhole dandelion 
So much power possessed
Eternity coalesced
Descending
Soft, gently
A luminous spider
Sliding down its web
choice made to
Revolt
Question truth
Light lands right 
Next to You
The world has now changed  
Do what you want to do

The mean streets
Chew you up
Only to spit you out

Stolen time sold
For a mere memory
Of bliss

Souls traded for
Black market prayers
And synthesized 
Heaven

Hollow life marauds
Scarred pavement 
Searching
Liquid mercy
everlasting 
Dreams,
And spare change

Spirits broken down
By the wayside 
Held up by
Cinder blocks 
Sanctuary 
Under yesterday's
Times

Silent now
Where souls used to 
Stand
Life graffitied 
On the walls
By skeletal
Hands 

I try not to look,
Cover my eyes
Truly hoping
To awaken
From a world
Lost in disguise

Ascend,
***** angel,
Ascend-
Life lived amongst 
the people of the streets;
This is no place for you
Soliloquise lost and abused,
your pain becomes their muse.

Ascend,
***** angel,
Ascend-
Leave this place behind,
Your dove has been shot
And eaten;
Delicate wings 
Have been ruffled 
With tufts of dispair
Intertwined.

Ascend,
***** angel,
Ascend-
Your purity has not
Been lost, set aloft-
Exclaim,
Go back and tell him
We're not all the same

Delicate as flowers
I devour,
Savor 
Your words as rain showers

Writing in veils 
Delicious,
Mysterious
Voraciously I inhale

Your insight a delight 
Capricious,
Yet elegant
I wear your words skintight

I feel the way you write 
Hidden in plain sight
You reveal
A strange pleasure 
Read at my leisure

Eternally lost in your endeavor
I choose to amuse
Myself in your words
Forever
And ever.

Bright this night seems, diamonds 
made of dreams. Miracles happen 
daily here, yet some still suffer. 
I catch the gaze the devils gleam 
And smile in pleasure. 
I dance among the nocturne noises 
and other screams of true bliss. 
Kissing sweet stars and watching 
It rain Paradises' tears. 
Some will still summon the gods 
Of dark pleasure and kiss with words 
as dandelions, but I am appeased, for 
now, here in my flat, drinking my 
wine and listening to my jazz.

Living dangerously amongst angels
Heaven rains as stars
Under a canopy of constellations
We are free

In beautiful madness we are the etheric
In chaotic inspiration we find true bliss

We tempt fate, all the while
Smiling deliciously.
We taste the dream with all it brings
While deities drink us in
We fight to survive through divine design
Although we've already sold our souls

Hard *****
beneath broken halo
Alabaster skin torn
And *****

Cigarette stained fingers 
Clasp ancient 
Star maps
All knowledge soulless 
And without time 
Floods

Feathers frayed 
On wings
Limp, wilted
Surrounds broken shell
Gritty and covered with
Filth

Scorned gifts
Miracles returned to 
Science
Nothing more
To be done
Labored breathes
Slow in disbelief

Sitting curbside, 
Bare feet in the puddled
Street
Enshrouded, frail
Awaiting
The bus back home