the sky is falling in reverse
expanding deep into the universe
oh distant star beautiful from afar but lost of hope when up close; I think the sky is falling in reverse

You cut my fingers off
One by one, by one, by one
Till my hands were left
with nothing to hold
The moment you left
A dull embrace
Searching for relief at arms length
Trying to grasp clarity fingerless

I want to kiss you with
Wet
Sloppy
Tongues
Grab the back of my hips
Rough
Calloused
Fingertips
And play me like the strings I watch you
Pluck
Caress
And press
Deeply in to, my hands drew over your
****
Illuminated
Body
I painted you in my mind over and over in
Picasso
Gogh
Steadman
And when you woke I stared into your iris
Smoke billowing out the French cigarette
I have never felt so loved
As
With
you

This world is a strange place
With strange inhabitants
That have strange emotions
I can’t seem to ever understand it

I know it was the right decision,
Because one doesn't make
painful decisions lightly,
But ever since,
I have never quite been able
To sleep as well,
As when I did with someone
Lying beside me.
Even though I am almost two metres tall
And my feet hang out at the best of times.

Wonders of creation , observable in the brushstrokes of Athena .
Eventide hues embellish the colors of nightfall , a songbirds taciturn refusal within the advent of darkness , land becoming indiscernible from the Heavens when Boreas and Thor collide ..
Northern winds reveal the paradigm call to battle in wintertide , Hill country is no stranger to warring servants ..
I'm coming home tonight forever , removing the thin guise of a confused world to bask in starlight , the language of immortality now perceptible to weary eyes .
Forever is the coupling of past and present , a long journey across the black diamond sea comes to fruition ..

I am a child of light and love
Stuck in a rut of emotional stuff
Drowning deeply in the darkness I see
The pain that infected me
The rage that was enacted upon
My innocent form
The violence that continues
The ignorance that persist
Sees my sorrows deepen
Caverns open ready to swallow me

Yet I aspire to be of love
To speak love
To act love
To be kind
And gentle

A rose without a thorn
Despite the storm
I am the fluid form
Only fulfilled by acts of kindness
Though life rejects this heart
I yearn for the light
While I create in the dark

I am transient, a river
Water flowing against the stream
My schemes are dreams
That see me separated
See me dashed upon the rocks
That wear the shore
And still I charge asking for more
And still I rise to love once more
Till I evaporate alone
A Smokey mist of love