Muscles straining, rigid steel bands working, the man machine grinding his gears, turning the strength of years into toil. His blood begins to boil. Sweat upon sweat, blood and tears, till death return him to soil. And for what was this sacrifice made? These wages paid in time passing, age amassing in wasted years and fears of death. Fears of last breaths, jagged and gasping, eyes wide and scared, that remember laughing in those pleasant fields of fire. The open rolling desire that love embraced erased our anger, our hour of ire, and covered us in it's shelter. The shodow of it's promise given that while we're alive we have the hope of truely living, truely loving. Hand in hand to kiss the souls and never feel the cold. Never let it go, never let it go! That one precious thing that suffering subsides, suffer the sting and sing in a voice of grace in this race against minutes and seconds that steal away our hearts and the bonds they hold to eachother.

I tripped and fell one day,
over a broken heart where it lay in shades of grey.
So consumed was I in my own dismay
that I did not see it,
though it could see me.

It had been cast aside....
or more likely, it had been set free.
Perhaps it's scars were the fee,
jagged as they were.

I mulled over the thought
as I nursed my broken pride.
I dusted off my jeans and picked up that heart,
cradled it tenderly, offered it a ride....

"Where will you go" I asked,
"I'll take you there if I can.
Though the journey may be long,
for I am just a man"....

It spoke to me then,
so clear and sincere
"I care not where I go,
though may it be away from here.
My master before you was cruel and a knave!
In this briefest of kind acts
I feel I've been saved.
Will you be my new master?"...
"Words of disaster, hush now" I say,
for I am not king
nor prince,
and you are no slave" I replied...
The heart cried.

"Thank you kind sir
for your warmth and the ride,
am I heavy?" it asked...
"No" I lied...

for it's burden was great
and had been carried for years,
this crushing weight seemed too much
for only one to bear.

"It's cold out here" I said,
"have you nothing to wear?"

"Nothing" it said
"for I have been laid bare...
and left alone in the dirt".

"Then please you take my shirt,
may it cover your hurts
if only for a while,
I'll tender your wounds
mile after mile
until you heal".

"Who are you"? It asked of me
"are you even real"?....

"I am no one" I said,
"though you know me to be real,
for we are the same."

'I have not a game,
nor a name,
nor a plan."

I am no one" I said,
"for I am just a man".....

The clock tick tocks
As second fly by
Like ships form the docks
As they are untied
And dashed against jagged rocks
They sink and die
As present turns to past
In the blink of an eye
So cherish each moment
Each “Hi” and “Goodbye”
And paste on that old smile
Wear it proudly and wide
Because one day too
Your life will subside
And all that’s left
Will be the memories
Of the time that we bide.

Lighting fires in a tempest heart, the burn I so well know. Seeker of sun, run, take flight to evade the edge of your own razor tounge! While I, betrayed by the red hot blade of your words, found my fate. That I came this far just to feel your hate. So close did I stand so long unnoticed, a man of stone, using smiles to hide my broken bones.

Ferry your troops into the fray, watch them as they fall, remember where they lay. That they answered your call willingly, with the courage to obey. The beasts of men, with shattered bodies, broken then decayed. As their booted feet trample ****** earth, these soldiers march nameless and forgotten into the endless grey...

Eyes lost to silken darkness
Sold in trade to skin's sensation
I feel the touch of cherry lips
As soft as day dreams kissing the wind

Quicken the breath and exhale shaking
Body shuddering
Trembling

Strong hands gripping soft flesh
Gently
Hungry
Starving
Ten lonely wolves running cautiously
Through forests unknown
Blindly moving

Dancing to tomorrow's song of yesterday
Embracing bodies kissing deeply
Lost to the moment
There is nothing else

Only this

Only now

Only you

Soft hands glide across my skin
The satin sharks that swim the expanse of me
Devour me gracefully

Desires burning in wild eyes
Black blind flames and uncontrolled breath
Shivering hot skin
Pounding heart

Control long lost
To arousal
And crushing need

I am fallen
Like dark angels
Feathers burning

Laid to rest in passions killing fields

I am the sacrifice
On an altar of silk
Slaughter the lamb

I am the skin you touch
With razorblade fingers

Cut down the chains of defense
March to the gates of my desire
And burn them to the ground.

Let loose the hounds
Gnashing teeth
And bite to break skin
Taste the pain sweet

Strike the strings of the body acoustic
And play the concert
On a trembling stage of tensed flesh
Muscles aching

Straining

Pulling

Surrendering

Play the concert
Play minstrel play!

Rise the tempo
Rise the rythm
And spark the fire
In a room darker than black
With flaming sappire eyes

Burning blue suns that stare at the soul

Hands that bind hands
Fingers laced
Palm against palm bodies touch
Glistening sweat

Breath against skin
Hot as white ice,
Chest against breast

Whisper a dream to me
In a shaking voice
Tremble
Cry out
Collapse exhausted

Turn your head
Look in my eyes,
Look deeply and see me
Look deeper and save me
Burn brightly in the eyes
Of your fallen Sinner