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Mw Apr 2014
when winter thaws
and our delicate red noses
turn to gold
Again.
After years of solace
might you entreat a glance
from bewildered eyes
that sing songs of stolen years
and seasons past
and unrealized summers
ripe with ifs and
Suns,
and overgrown fields
to shield us from the world
and shiver in the wandering breeze
with that hands brush upon your
cheeks and long, summer arms
to whisk your hair about
in strained fits
to hearken lovers lips;
an entire tryst
In the ascendency of summer...
Mw Aug 2013
How does it feel
With the whole of creation,
That bears heat of the sun,
And makes ideas real  
                              
Creation is naught
But a beaming self portrait,
Intended fully to fit
Our souls that we’ve wrought

We create from nothing
The glorious visage;
Our rite of passage
Into beautiful something.

The imprints of our soul most cleverly laid,
The blueprints of life are beautifully laid.
Mw Aug 2013
You slide your skin against my lap,

Moving fast, the visceral clap;

Your ******* in hands, on lips, the same,

Take pleasure with ephemeral pain.

Digging nails into my back,

You scratch without an inch of slack.

Sweat upon fogged up windows,

Between your legs I do impose.

20 there, and 30 passed,

***, and love, and life at last.
A [sad] attempt at ****** poetry.
Mw Sep 2011
Like stars upon the faded rim
Flowing faster, much colder, and worn thin.
Every cold, enveloped word spoke much quieter than this,
Hidden thoughts kept buried with each kiss
Hesitation slewn atop meticulous counting
Of seconds, and minutes, and hours surmounting
Every single day that has passed
Since the very moment I saw you last

Like slim and slender finger wisps
That sings like smoke that burn the lists
That sleet like snow that summer does miss
That slide like tongues into our trysts
That scars like cuts upon our fists
That slips like hands and palms on wrists
Do all my ears and eyes feel this.

Dissonance in cold maurauding sleep,
Announce the world the queen's to keep.
Mw Jun 2011
Wake up, Wake up,
Go and tell the whole town
Martyrs in rest,
All wait for the sound
Of beating, beating,
Hearts with quick pounds,
Stay just too close,
And stay within bounds.

And I've got,
All this time,
So tell me,
Now.

I'm just asleep,
I've been waiting all this time,
I'd give you the world,
I would drop it on a dime,
Away, away,
All our dreams are at bay
Now.

I've got the whole coast,
All to myself,
I'm waiting for you,
To come off the shelf,
And join me, join me,
To revel in this life,
And pretend you'll be
My summ-er wife.

And it's been,
Only you,
Just give in,
Now.

Just so the coast,
Can go and kiss our feet,
Falling in love,
In the summer heat,
So sing with me,
Go and sing our melody
Now
3rd song I've written. It is incomplete, I still need to write a bridge. But I felt it good enough to publicize as is.
Mw May 2011
I dreamt you were in my head; in my world
Watching it all, walking around, like "Yo, what's the word?"
You mixed it up, moved **** around,
You were in my head, leaving nothing to be found.
You ****** it all up till it was all reversed
Leaving me here with nothing rehearesed,
And nothing made sense;
Cause up was down, blue was green, verbs were nouns.
There  was, lost in world,
All of this mess
All 'cause of a girl
Who became my world
Consumed me completely,
She rid of everything that WAS me.
Now, in my world, she was all that existed,
On tvs, windows, and books, I couldn't resist it
I watched every show, saw every scene, and read every book.
I thought clever thoughts and wrote clever hooks
And there  was in the middle of it all,
Holding on tight not wanting to fall
I was in love whether I wanted it or not
Cause she entered my head and stole every thought
All this trouble because of a girl
All this trouble cause she is my world.
Spoken word piece; meant to be heard, not read.
Mw May 2011
You! The happy, hopeless thing!
Touched by effervescent rings.
Aloud for all the world to hear,
My ears are yours to commandeer.
Intent and ripe with lover's lights,
I think I'll stay with you tonight.
In fields but open and unencumbered,
Hold up the sheets and do come under.
Spinning, spinning, life in line,
Remain in place, and just in time.
With stars and skies to stay the night,
Always know this could be right.
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