My head is filled with dram After dram, Dream after dream And teenage girls hurry by with red hair And red lips Like tulips; Holding ice cream. Some washing their beautiful naked bodies In rivers of red As I sit there Having just read 'Women' by Charles Bukowski Over a nice cup of tea; Whilst the Greek ochre sun Sparkles upon The blue sea.
Beauty in a thousand ****** pictures Of beautiful Women. Beauty in a thousand Miles of your mind. Beauty in a thousand Bulging ******* In flimsy low-cut cotton blouses. Beauty in a thousand Motion pictures Of Marilyn Monroe.
Your hair is like a sea of waves As the moon manifests with swathes Of hue In my heart the sweet sensation is you As the visions of your Face eclipses with the moon's allure Which blinds the mirrors of my eyes Where the light transcends to rise Like a ghost of light In flight. As your beauty turns into a reflection Your face most eloquent in complexion Folds into the back of my mind Where I leave it later for me to find....
Faces were coming and going In places That were once always Hard to find.
But now they fold Within light Upon the prisms Of my eyes.....
'Hello faces Fellow faces Mellow traces Of disguise Your eyes I see Glow From the skies'.....
Autumn hair And summer skin
I see their light Turn to gold As I breathe in Their perfumes From the air.
Lovers eyes And lips Are melting In sun As they turn Only once more To burn Lifting The oceans Of my heart; undone, Sending Ecstatic Waves That signal Across My brain.....
You are here: with me. With little strokes of fire With warm *******, Strong embraces And kisses like flames Burnt my lips of paper. Our hearts are flint Rubbing together; Igniting the flame To the match.
Into the mist of our daydreams we socialize With watery eyes Peering at another's disguise. Our dreams like liquid worlds Of cris crimson lake; Sensuous as we make And break love Where we fold And hold One another Like lovers, Lying like flowers As we lie There for hours Watching the sky Above us Move....
Under the stars We fall back Onto the grass. In open arms we form together To kiss each other's lips. Our naked bodies eclipsed; Embraced By the moons Light and water.
..... The colour of water? The colour of the world? The colour of the wind? The colour of the air We breathe? The colour of your kiss? The colour of your mind? The colour of your soul? The colour of your life?
You fall onto the bed Posing like a goddess Of dreams. At the mirror Your reflections Twist and turn Draining all the light Into a stellar force As your magnetic grasping Fragrance Breaks the silent moment.
Under the floating flirtatious thought Your kiss softens the numbness Of my lips And we part....
In the dark hours Of insanity We howl at the moon. In quiet desperation We stab our eyes out So we can't bear witness To the crimes We commit. We make ourselves deaf Till our ears bleed So we can't hear the voices That tell us to engage in ******.
We stand in open arms; In awe. We stand like crucifixes Praying and thanking it Like it were a god. Its eager eye Penetrating your brain. You obey It like a slave.
Maybe we shall think at night Now that we are old And wish that we were young again.... In youth are lips would rise Like the moon And ripple like waves Over other sugared lips; Our lovers we embraced. Now they too are much older And some are gone Left without a trace. Maybe we shall go out Together tonight And make love again.
Its not unusual that the heart Is lost; its the mind. The mind can go mad The heart not. If the heart is broken Its through love's own doing. The mind simply cannot control it, The mind thinks different. The mind can go mad Even though the heart still has love in it. The mind holds all evil, The mind can go mad. The heart is of love; It has the anger. Yet the mind may think Otherwise. Often if you love through the heart At the same time You can think evil ways Through the mind.
This night Is for lovers, For people who kiss. This night Is for song, For romantic endeavour. This night Is for sharing Love for each other. This night Is for sweet talk And beautiful things.
Your cute brown eyes shaped like angel wings Move me, excite me with passion and desire. I can't help But fall in love. The way you look deep Into mine Makes me want you more and more. I enjoy looking deep Into yours too.