dear beloved
the seasons come and go
but you remain

you have cast
a dark existence upon me
for what you took, that was for keeps

white mountain tops
have turned rivers
brown leaves have disrobed maple trees  

newborn fawn have opened eyes
and fresh green carpet
has covered the forest floors

three times I've seen
the flock's migrations
since you cast the spell 

for that long ago
you took it all away
and it was for keeps

the seasons come and go
but you remain

she is the exception
when my only rule in life
is not

wide open porcelain eyes
dull blue skies
black hole of lies

wear no disguise for me
come clear to the open
or let me die

my arms open, don't you see?
lips of sugar don't fight
I long for you here tonight

snow melts and shines
on your diamond shrine
you're so blind, as you wine and dine

you owe none, to pay me mind
in his car, lit, skittles brand meds
smoke apackareds

your eyes will find
that I'm arms wide, empty
let me die

every night babe
I fade there in the past
cuts fast the razor blade

shamed alone into forgotten
lost inside a maze
thoughts slip into a daze

eyes wide, I wait in the open
no disguise for me
let us be or set me free!

having a crush
feels like the word itself

sweetest poet,
climb forth from the deep trench
in my heart's wound
and quench my thirst for love

doctor of sensual phrases,
compose the melody, cure this malady
with verses that expose the affinity
that is inherit between her and I

satisfy the insatiable desires
of lustful humans yearning
for each other's skin

word smith,
chisel the spell to summon an orangy sunset
for the light will soon expire
as we conspire to set our bed on fire
for here, no consequence is dire
 
master lyricist, 
orchestrate wisdom in phrases
of sensual whispers that ripens
her delicious fruit until it drips
her brand of honey

and last
to the dear poet within,
"the muse awaits, so let's go
set the night on fire!"

what you hide
if as important
as what you reveal

last turn of our moon
celestial body looms
I will be home soon

eyes like wishing wells
whenever she looks my way
i drop a coin

to escape the nightmares...

lonely I have been for so long, so long
with a life full of wrongs,  I'm now alone
see, once I was loved by the man above
but now I only hear a mourning dove

lost inside you, I find myself in two
for soon due, dawn will hue
black skies to blue

so memory will be our only treasure
of those lost moments
measured with pleasure

blind
but only for me

but what if
I hate that I love her!?

she was the type of woman
that would float him
to conversations with angels
in one delicious word

and he, well...he was the type of man
that would sensually massage
her strawberry lips
with his thumb and index
to an absolute silence

so that he would not elevate
with her candy filled words
above her pedestal of worship

I reminisce and bring you life
you come alive
and bring me death!

black satin sheets
warmed with our body heat
jazz music with deep beats
under a high ceiling

were fantasy and reality meet
Luna's glow peeks in for a greet
through the glass above
ten times two feet

the moon reflects
from ovals so exotic
that your glitter and shine
force time to be static

diligent and still, Luna and I
await your surrender
like addicts to their narcotics
so come! allow me to inject you
with pleasures of the ******!

the stars that shine
do so because of the darkness
that surrounds them

I can make you shine...

dawn breaking the black sky
I opened my heavy weepers
expecting her under blue satin sheets
all smiles or laying still, sleeping
my keeper keeping

the orange ball peeks out the barren hill tops
and in the walls of my sweaty, red skull I drove deeper
there, I searched the darkness for my keeper
in lue of her emerald greens
I see reaping the reaper

the yellow tentacles of the morning star now slash
so, I threw my stare wide onto the bedroom
sweeping for her, the female that keeps
for many a times, she'd play hide and seek
but no game, I felt death wound me inside

mercury rising reaches its peak with the summer star
from gentle kisses 'til noon to zoomed the reaper
the reaping it was in the huge cavity of my room
where the crossbones and skull spelled out d.o.o.m.
no longer my keeper, but the finest of reapers

what if you knew
not only the poet
but also the monster?

would you like me enough
to keep reading?

could you please look in your purse?
you see, I gave you all my love
and left none for me

I'm sure I gave you plenty
and I so desperately need some now
please, could you return
a bit of that love I filled you with?

because I still have none for me
as you throw it all away to an abyss
could you please look in your purse?
I'm sure my love is spilling from it!

I miss the orange dawn roses that bloom
and carry the scent of your sweet perfume
like a child that sends his love with a smile
I’m beguiled when I recall their wild pile

ochre arrays spray about Corner’s Bay
but just in headplay as they’ve died away
because you took all the beauties that bloom
but left the gloom I see bringing my doom

yet, I have a wish when I reminisce
for the bliss we shared that I can’t dismiss
my smile never wider than in the hours
we spent with the red roses and flowers

the silk petals soft to touch as your skin
and thy sweet kiss akin the finest gin

I morph the blue flames dancing
on every inch of your soft skin
and the only flow that mends the burns
from all pores - like ice!

employ my rhythmic tongue to heal you
work my soft, warm index
and caress the throbbing
my back for tense nails to sink into

the castle, the walls and the sword
you command, the servant and kingdom
the air in my lungs, the high tides
of Luna razored - I breathe for you

let the hues of my thick brush color life
and with glee paint the contours
leading to your tight turns
up to where your towering legs meet