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nif Apr 2020
from lands near
I still here the whispers of your strong tears
streams of consciousness

down

your cheeks of rose
kissing toes

you're mine

waves of gold
mindful
of stories untold
I know,
you know

you're mine

rows full of roses
on this
eight fold path
walking with promise
into your innocence

this age of grievance
has come to an end
the time has come
to send the message
to publish the poem
to write another rhyme

fused at the start
our lives combine
no more leaving
no more crying
singing and sweeping
sweat dripping

down

your neck
your nose
slides down my spine
I know
you know

you're mine
hello you :)
nif Apr 2020
slide me sideways
never hesitate
take the long way
right on the wet line
let it slide

kick out the back side
don't know why
never question
trust him
seeing passion
in his eye

drinking after drifting
we were slipping
in the rain
got me dripping
now sipping
switching lanes

no hands just pants
and feet

gotta eat
hit up Aldi's
no mask no gloves
King & Queen
of quarantine
staying healthy chasing green
smoking clean staying lean
getting cozy
in between

and when your mine
the time
it flies
always looking up
into the night
sky
never able to say
bye

lay by you
in the morning light

tell me,
"you're beautiful.
you're mine."
baby,
lets ride
"kick out the back side.
let it slide"
nif Apr 2020
Yin Spill    
Still stand still
Ice cold till turn in    

Off balance in these frozen lakes  
Floating on reflection
Covered clouds  
Falling leaves of absinthe breath
Visible chills
Organic compounds
Headed downstream
Paring energies
Shifting grounds

Diving deep
No tank
Gassed and thrashed
Well spent
Tis the season of  
Dipping toes in venomous molds
Liquid gold

Currency for creativity  
Sold for souls
Breeze rolls
Through tall grass and forgotten trash

A Land of Ice & Sin
Two cold
Turn in  
Still standing still
Yin Spill
  Dec 2019 nif
ryn
Give me a minute
To read the stars
Lamenting in their stories
Their laboured twinkling far and sparse

Give me this moment
To stumble and swoon
My branches reaching for
The faraway moon

Give me a while
To be one with the universe
Hear the colliding planets
As they spill their mournful verse

Give me some time
To plot my rightful place
Within my uncharted galaxy
And collapsing space...
nif Dec 2019
Responsibility for Building Bodies
Armored for no War
Readily in pain for future Pain

A confidence festers in the cracks of moldy walls
Rusted by the discipline of its occupancy
A room responsible for building bodies
Foundations that hold
Tightly bound by cables and bars

Our Warriors
Preparing for no War
Steady as They grow to be known
Needed in the dark corners of sidewalks End

Walking Tall next to you Walking Tall
We Are Ready for no War
With Pleasure in Pain  
A sense of Peace of Mind
Among bodies building Bodies

— The End —