He is a lean mean reality
Scuffed, but smiling, jaded, but idealistic.
You took him by surprise,
He loves that,
The mischievous tomcat,
with his blessed openmindedness,
First amendment tattooed skin.
The measure of love is beyond any ruler,
Such truths he reveals before him.

It is not good,
the miniscule amount of effort it would require for you to forget me,
Am I still there, in the back of your closet of worthless toys
while I stand behind you
Do you ever mean what you say?

The little bit of you
I still taste on the tip of my tounge,
is a layer of flavor
that whispsers from the shadows.
A brush of your skin
is a thousand years alone
in a pit of pure bliss.
Cloaked in the scent
of your proximity,
an image that guides my hands
and my lips,
through the realms of my dreams.
You are the reason senses exist.

no more kind words
not one word of praise
the blood of the wolves
has washed away
those memories of better days.

no more sleek machines
their all rusting hulks and crates
the sweet strings are frayed
the beds been made
the chord's between the blade of fates.

Their teeth are poised for slaughter
the wheel of death has turned
our flowers choke on ashes
and how and where the children burn
its none of our concern

The best of the best
jumped ship like the rest
pigs gather for their feast
the deserts spreading, ever west
the great now kneel before the least

You might steal an hour of peace
even the devil needs to sleep
to rest his wicked head
So when the quick have all dropped dead
keep an axe beside your bed

Babylon is burning
and the firemen have fled

You are still living,
Arteries intact
Opening wide
Like the fat fist of a geriatric Jesus.
Forget these new graves
Fresh flesh, the worms anticipate.
Convince me for
The piece of cake.
The seconds
The hot victory, sweat drenched
And satisfied in my mind.
The curves of your body.
Your glimmering mouth.
We will keep on living,
Because we can't stand dying.

Season ticket holders in the community.
Are You Coming Sane!

Only If I could collect lightning for you
And craft a throne in the air, then you would have a perch
Upon which you could survey the fields of prismatic flowers
Arranged in hypnotic patterns,
That swirl as they gently sway seducing the eye,
Which is the living embodiment
Of the way I feel about you.

The water, churned white,
The trees, living monoliths,
Sturdy stones, weathered, but intact.
A field of white daffodils emerges.
Once bleak and barren ash,
Now a light soaked flowering field.

A collection of sounds
Laughter, music, lovers leisurely walk,
The lovely aroma,
Fragrance of tree sap, and living things,
Floating through the air,
In every direction
Living animals,
Soothing thought, and the crystal blue canopy of the sky.
Turning our bodies into a Zen garden,
That reinvigorates the spirit, and the mind.

Lounging on your stomach in the soft grass,
Wounds of the aura, healed in the warm breeze.
Like the caresses of gentle butterflies,
A shiver of pleasure invades our bodies……
In a thousand lifetimes, such happiness will not disappear.
Our prayers answered……
Our future firmly in our grasp....
Let us tie this not, and never untie it.

I lost a world,
I never owned.
A fleeting isle
of blood and bone.
I walked eight miles
all alone
down the broken glass strewn
black sand shore.

I cut off a limb
I no longer use.
I sung a hymn
to a skeletal muse.
I lost a world,
in the blink of an eye.
Down near the waterline
where dreams go to die.

You can't cry off a metamorphosis,
you can't buy back the light
swallowed by the abyss,
you can't lie through lips
locked in a kiss.
I lost a world,
I wish I missed

Hard and fast
the line is secured.
To a forgotten dock
my boat is moored.
I lost my oar,
when I jumped overboard.
I lost my place
in the world of my past.

Gutless ghouls
haunt this hellish wood.
I'd rant and rail,
it would do no good.
If I tried I'd fail
to be understood,
I lost a world,
and even if I could
I'd never go back,
to the ship of fools.

You cannot understand.
You see
what is,
and only know
what was,
in fragments
gleaned
from pilfered tombs.
Like shredded tomes,
whole,
but unintelligible.
What is it
you think you know?
Who do you see
when you review
the logs and docs?
Who
do you think you hear
muttering through
your dust caked speakers?
An angel
touched vessel?
Cracked
but not yet discarded?
Useful
despite its flaws.
Can you feel
the strain?
Can you taste
the stain?
Is it really precious,
or is it as false
as the piles of transcripts
dog-eared
and finger-smudged?
The prophesies
that have all fallen through.
Like the blue eyes
I was Promised.
The water,
a cliche.
A voice,
spoken to a child
in a bright
and steam-filled bathroom.
What is it you want
to discover
to uncover
to recover
from the pit
of past moments
and what makes you think
that any of it belongs to you?

Sanguine avengers descend
like self-righteous saints
who themselves orchestrated the disaster.
Rouged cheek,
blood coated lips,
Argonauts lost in a sargasso sea.
You and me,
separated at the tongue,
joined at the groin,
drowning together,
because neither will touch
the oxygen bottle.
Incense cloys,
around the edges of our history,
it's no mystery,
this cannot end well.

This valley will save me
Two hands
Oil coated & tender

Fertile
Lush
Energizing queries
Twisted grass tuft
Open, quivering
Hope & purity

It’s our time
You said
Answered prayers
& symbols etched

Released whispers
Revelation of lies,
Truths overcome.

Here in the valley,
Lost in my labors
Commiserating with the Devil after his fall
Denying the mountains security

I found disorder
Muddied my spirit
Grabbed tight

It’s time you said
Leading me out
Dark tent and a roaring blaze
With you,
This valley saved me.

You know how many hearts are free in a far parting with their hate,

in ecstasy feeling that you will always come back from afar to all of them.

Do you know how many seconds it will take me to laugh about this forever?

Why must you pull at that
Thread of your pain
With your callous fingers.
You're unraveling yourself
with your lies of self doubt.

I once held a needle
That could mend your tender spirit...
But, I lost it...

Now that needle rests
Firmly in your palm.
You can use it right now
To sew yourself back up,
But first you need to
Stop pulling that thread.

Fingers interlaced,
Lips chained together,
Bodies bound
In a tangle of limbs.
Back from the future,
Face to face with the past,
Present tense exists and lasts.
You stop all the clocks with your stare,
I look into your eyes, and see eternity there.
I know that this need will never end,
We can see around the bend.
The time I spend with you is
Timeless.

Since you prejudged me
as a Crypto-Jew
all you've done is moan
the woe is me, **** the system
"I have been through more than you"
tough chica, broken bone
I possess more wisdom
than you do
Angry, lash out
impotent hate-filled
been done before spew.
I sent a dove to stick a branch
in your bear trap
and you laughed at me
and mocked me
like the angry, hypocritical
infant you are.

I want to claw through your soil.

She definitely went with me

driving off angry stillnesses
the distinct smell of haybales

blue twilight, silver, clashing dissonance
beneath the sea, engraved for
Nosreme' music and Monet dashes

We collapsed in a heavy embrace
in an attempt at destroying civilization.

Shouting
withholding

dying
us.

Life hovers above us,
it generously gives us energy.
Colors rich, and tactile brilliance it bestows.
Tomorrow,
you and I will still have souls
designed for pleasing one and other,
no matter what pain our flesh endures
through the night.
Do not dwell on the flames of hell,
or the sulfur smell,
it will all flee at first light,
as our love brandishes beams of positivity
in sympathetic unity with the rising sun.
Our fears will run for their feotid caves,
and a kiss will drive them from our thoughts as well.
Through the pale, into the black, until the pale into the bright
I give you the essence of my body to hold you tight,
safe and warm in the cold and lawless night.
Think of me when the walls come closing in
and I will bring us a pair of hammers
and we can break free of these fetters.
Run towards the horizon, hands clasped
free
together.

You lie in your room and await my sensual massages.
You feel togetherness in this calming place
You lie, smiling eyes, as horrors flee.
You glance at life outside after you hear my voice.
You feel the warm hand through the thin cloth over your chest.
Your sighs are found; your moans are full, present.
Your body conceals everything I think, courage.
We thank them hearing what’s just begun has just begun.
Now we never see frowning faces.
Your wait is over, the day of freedom has arrived.

Left behind
the me, I never could find,
blurred negatives,
burned.
The smoke conceals
all the False Positives.
Stop Praying
if you refuse to believe,
that mirror is a liar.
Instant Karma came to get you
but you were Too Far Gone.

You have no pear to share with him, standing so far away, eyes never meeting, in the harsh light of a barren field, not one of the many hills has a view, near, near the beginning.

A chaste experience you were for him, shut off by your mouth that blinks like a dying fish I wouldn't take your pear ever, again, it isn't his turn immediately as she isn't fast enough to give me her pear, ever again, never to feel the gaseous caress, the distant beastly past has been erased.

Amber wheat is still devoid of desire of the dull and cold earth, quickly, distance is a joy, the best sobriety Sell yes sell civilizations splendour, you are no longer part of my bloodstream.

He will shy away, knowing your crowded mass of discontent, quickly donning his pants secondly, two by two, the work, running away from you while dressing, ugliness personified.

You are logically, logical earth, laying in the fire: him, you used to bury his flames, cooling his geysers

He has no desire for your pear, you long to taste his; with its lies and sweetness, you shall not indulge, his gifts are no longer yours. Now you kiss dogs. Your lies.

Determined traveler.
I can show you the way.

Step into my cloak.
Grasp me with your earnest hands.
I will listen to you.
I will lie with you.
The journey has just begun.
Ten trillion steps remain.

Side by side, let us lie, and listen.

I will stay with you
Beyond the bend in the road
With you I shall keep stride
No matter what paths materialize.

Lightly colored with painted kisses, humming harmonious hymns:
The vital branches of our tree, such strength, unblighted!
Your charity sustains me, the manna of my muse,
Do you feel my fingertips as they glide across your cheek,
My palm on your chin, your eyes upturned they settle and seize my attention.

Stay not your caress, though in between us there may be a veil.
Serpents in the short grass will not strike you as you pass,
I've paid them for your safe passage, come to me, I crave only your touch.

Here, let us only touch each other,
No more is needed now, but skin, and silence,
Let the wind carry away all pains and past sorrows.
With your touch my agonies dissolve
like a sweet treat in a moist mouth.

With confidence I shrug off past limitations,
Celebrations are even now being held in the core of my being.
Your smiling spirit sends sympathetic vibrations when I am away.

Restored are the comforts of past days,
Eiderdown and slow burning sage,
Before I knew your words were ever for me
I fell deeply in love with your melodies.

If I could, in my deepest passion prove the power of your touch
It would mean so much if you could  understand.
Like an assembled host of mighty magicians focused in concert
Your hands work epic miracles, of soothing and creation.

In the course of my rambles
I have stumbled
On sigils and symbols
That have granted me a second sight
And from you I see waves of light,
In mingled colours sharply detailed patterns
Of magnificent artistry,
An aura of delightful pageantry
That reveals your unparraleled self to me.

Entrusted with the formula for happiness,
I share this willingly with the hope you'll see,
All I need to wake each day,
is the nearest hope that we shall spend a moment together,
So in touching, we may impart the many words left unsaid,
The truths that would shatter our lips should we utter them.

He glides across the cold asphalt
this man of indeterminate age,
Hair tinged gray, eyes to match.
Singing and grooving to the music
Of the celestial spheres heard clear as mountain waters.
Collapse into his manhood
He is not like the other men,
a beer and a historical allegory,
He will guide you to a lumberyard,
where he'll record our voice, and photograph your mouth.
Paint the walls passion red, greed green, purest aqua.

When he enters, and the portcullis opens,
Ringing of a bell, there will be noise.
You will open fifteen portals, and swim with your senses.
Outside, an intermittent, pindrop noise and Cold waters, that taste of honey.
the release ... of a night sky of solar energy,
White, red, yellow, and blue lights blazing.
He'll follow the cloth to the seam and memorize each stitch of your skin,
Bend your strings until two hundred silk pillows shower down,
Two bodies buried beneath breathing only each other.

I'm not a hopeless dream,
I cannot block my thoughts of you.
I can't just let you be.

"I'm as lucky as most lovers."

I cannot turn my back on you.
I never thought you would
give to me, such spriritual ecstasy.
The other precision lovers,
seldom do.

"I only know that I am worse
when you are not around."

Thin like philanthropists,
Fragrant summer blooms.

Let
    go
       slowly...

This flaming stem
    Is our house.

Stay on this side of the line.
I own this place.

Don't wait to unite.

I know what to do, forevermore.
I finally found a love worth fighting for,
Let me rescue you from your sea of tears.

"Forget your fears."

There is no shame in making me stay...

Don't wait to unite!

Someone understands the detour she sees outside Someone really cares if she dies or lives someone really knows this death that she has imagined for someone is trying to feel what is inside the smile symbols caress occasionally from scowling old men with words of violence she stands near with her spirit low even though she is vibrantly alive outside her mind is easy laughter sprinkled with smiles, and love the forever beating companion that cares about the people who come and go and come from his friends floor that death she dies night after night, yet she is whole and true on the outside, she will not choose to do and inflame the love she is given her life will be difficult but the pain she feels inside is muffled by the high she receives from outside she receives from outside these people know your thoughts everything about her they receive acceptance and do really know this death she will survive, they all have known

Love has sealed the gaping hole in my chest
The youthful sensation of questing flesh
Is settling over my frame.
And as the falling rain unmeshes
My twisted soul, you live the role
Of pleasant songbird, singing on
a blessed tune, sustaining
in a Sweet whole: as a gorgeous unraveled woman.

Her words are more than words to me
They resonate long after her mouth closes.
Lips closed, yet her spirit says so much.
Her unspoken words, echo in my soul.

I glance at the ground
I know why I am here
Why are you here?
Together our fear fades
The warm water soothes you
As we tell each other who we want to be
The possible dreams
And the impossible schemes
No matter how easy they are, we quit
We both begin to laugh
You can be who you want to be
You will always see it through
You'll never be alone, never ashes in wine.
Snap the cable, dragging you to death
When you succeed, the hail of pain will cease
Your dreams are in your pocket
Never let the fears conquer your dreams
The end is coming for us both
Everyone can see your brilliance
Crushed diamond cascades
Why do you conceal your laughter?
You don't need to be here for me or anyone else
We all get back to our feet,
The sirens song is so sweet.
You must be who you want to be
Not what you think I want to see
From now on deny it
Stop eating self deception
You'll never know
None of it was for show
Your dreams constructed
Your hopes reconstituted
You can imagine what would happen
If your flames of passion should dampen
You have everything in the universe before you
Do not be grappled and dragged down by doubt
All you need to know, and you know who you are,
All you need to know is
You will always be someone to me.

She is a predator, that boldly strides through sunshine,
she left her post all day
...she lounged in the sky
Contented for an eternity,
in a world without time.

She's a passenger... nearly full and fertile.
never been hollow
forever a cascading chorus of birdsong
the tiny sacrifices delivered daily
...No longer sinking, moored in a glass still harbor
direct and vivacious.

She is flesh ...  blissfully encased
around a custom molded cylinder
...Terminated
...set free
a spirit of blood and skin
vacating this realm

She throws down coins of laughter
that fill my bowl like alms
Despair torn assunder
by satin palms
and smooth words
thank you for rejecting this
...they torment us
I will take with my touch
the poison be ******

Bright as the light that cleaves through the night
In the evening's fading firey field,
You come to me, with a hawks grace.
Glimmering, august angel.
For you, I gild my tongue,
so my words may shine, though I fear,
not nearly as bright, as the glow,
of your unfettered majesty.

Were I not already unclothed
I would tear through each article,
so as to expose to you,
that which you may claim, and partake.
With a pulsing pleasure, for each dazzling deed
In the most sprightly shower of starlight,
I wait for you to make your claim.

Uncloak here before me
remove that golden robe,
and reveal your glory, before these eyes
Neither slave or mistress should you be,
As the lions who have fought to a standstill,
concede, let us proceed in blessed equality.
And bed in the short cut grass, beneath the linden.

You, whose mouth is a temple,
With seven seals of satisfaction, concealed inside.
Stay with me, while I am floating in this hope.
Like a songbird released from captivity,
I wish that I could pour your praises from my lips,
Till my tongue is worn and weary...
and the light no longer lingers,
in the lantern of my eyes.

What you want is what I want,
You knew from the start my heart was cracked
And my love like a cornered animal;
Just as likely to strike
Or play dead,
Claw at the walls
Or eat a pumpkin seed from out of your palm.
What we want
It must count for something,
Beside the fulfilment of what we need.
It is not greed to desire,
And seek fulfillment,
But the microscopic cuts carefully concealed,
They yield ugly harvests
That lose all value on the way to the market.
I want to be the golden armored knight
On the titanium white charger,
But my armor is tarnished silver,
My steed a coal black mare.
Still, in my mind you run,
Free through a painted field,
Each brush stroke a daffodil,
Yellow and white waving at your feet.
You laughed and beckoned,
And I chased you
And caught you.
And we tumbled down the hill
Wrapped up in each other,
Giggling and shouting.

I have this image.
It is enough.
But I want more.

outside
the controlled calm

with
the absolute liberty guaranteed

places, off
the beaten path, cooling
searching
the international peace corps

STOP!
-----

and
us the wrongful outcasts!
listen here
Laugh
Cheer!

Magnificent
in our ****** glee!

STOP!
----------

Beautiful woman
dancing in the sun.

---------

beautiful woman
beautiful woman

(:
I cannot help it. I'm giddy.
You would too if it was you.
You can harm it. You're morose.
I wouldn't either if it wasn't me.
                                                      :)

I caressed your chest so gently your soul climbed inward.

We lie together.

You are the bravest heart I know. I see no weakness in you. We lie together.

Ignore the individual, who protests the perceived wrong. Its not because he stands out in the back that he is not content. Few turn and look.

We lie together. We found truth. The uneven midnight of reality. They saw us leave, invincible.

We lie together. The crybaby never wins. We will leave him alone.

The wonderful future of race relations. We find few lie together. The devil has one foe, and many friends.

But always. They know we lie together.

Weakness comes from without. Lose it.
And come lie with me.

Delightful visions of this bright morning,
Pray awaken to joys arrival;
Put to bed your nightmares of death and darkness
And allow these words to repair your cracked heart.

Ah! What is a nightmare before the dawns brilliance?
But an illusion cast before your eyes,
Only to be shattered by the suns clear rays,
Dispelled, before this immaculate future.

Such fleeting horrors, let them fade,
Do not let the chiding of scoundrels impair you,
Let the lovely beams fill you with cheer,
Together in spirit, we shall journey towards heaven.

Though storms may sour the azure sky,
If you and I walk together, the clouds will obey our command,
The black and menacing, shall be fluff, and white beneath our touch.
And If we wish to dance in the rain, it shall be so.

Together, we shall seize the day, with both hands,
And never let it go, even as night arrives, we shall dwell in brilliance.

Keep your catastrophes closed,
This rotating orb is far from its last lap.
With stones and sticks, clothed in skins
We survived the extinction of countless species.
There is no indication, no dark premonition
That can reverse reality.

Earth was dust, it is now water,
And it is iron and nitrogen,
Phosphorus and hydrogen,
And it is us, even we bend to her order.

We were molded from the elements,
Latent electricity and infinite energy.
We were not crafted to be an index fossil,
Eliminated by polar shift, or apocalyptic storms.

We Will Endure!

For too long.
It has been too long...

I sit and flip back through
the scrapbooks collected in my head...

Searching. Reaching. Pleading for one reason,
one touch, one gesture,
one true declaration...

I can't find one, not one.
If one exists, now its gone...

What I have endured
without the simplest sustenance,
not so much as a grizzle scrap...

And still I must give?
I have nothing of worth.
I am not sure that I ever have...


        A willow, wilts and dies
in a neverending drought...

What will I do
when the last drop in the well is gone?

Does the last full bucket look different
from the ones drawn before?

When the tree falls in the woods
and no one cares either way
is it worth the effort
for the poor pathetic thing
to make a sound at all?

Why do you heal me so?
Why do you build me up?
Why do you infuse me with such potency?
Why do you caress me?
You fill my empty veins
You replenish all my reserves
A shower of laughter you share
Pick up every piece of my shattered soul
And eat every one, without cringing
Including the many spiritually received, unwritten truths
You repair my heart
Every cell begs for a glimmer of your memory,
I pray this never ends
Why must you be so perfect?
I will never fall down
Forever beginning anew, with you
So few words
I need not say, or send.
I understand you, step into my world
Tell me why,
You can't see I am nothing,
compared to
What you are to me.

When, in the graceful misfortune of a woman's eyes,
you are never alone, rejoice your beloved state,
without troubles blind to hell with the song of our lives,
without hearing crying, and rejoicing at this fate,
Content with you, unlike anyone else is your hope,
Hidden unlike her, unlike her with enemies dispossessed,
Wanting nothing of that woman's science, without this woman's scope,
Without what I less bear unhappily most;
Yet out of those feelings of you I am never despising,
Sorrowfully view her, after your state,
Unlike from the mockingbird after the repairing of night sets
To joyful waters, from listening to the lament at hells wall;
For my bitter hate forgotten such poverty discarded
After this I would gladly switch places with peasants.

Greetings, joy, my fleeting friend.
I can speak your language if you want to.

Concrete emotions
And casual glances
Leave me fulfilled, in this green chamber.

I must remain
This is the only world I wish to know.
To feel everything,  
To feel such warmth.

Pleasure:
so difficult
To deny
I will stay here in this place
And cultivate relief.
Sand painted flowers,
And hand carved birdhouses,
Flowers for your hair,
And the birdhouses...
For the birds of course.
So they may sing you asleep,
When my voice fails me.

Reassuredove strides over modern bridges
occasionally glancing for somewhere to sow his seed
Her scicle a slicing scythe smoothly severs  
the flesh like a mongoose strike
tasting the life fluid
Quickly everyone dances in a sober pattern
the wake of a speeding ship shooting across the surf
White dog, walking at your side
you see it in the sober sun
unblemished by uncertainty
Reassuredove wont leave you all alone
rich genius. Tomorrow is the dawn of a greater day.

Do
not
mind
me
just
being
silly.
Silly
is
freeing.

Tranquil feelings
Serene soul
Forever found,
You'll see no bad end.
Spiritual sustenance
For the bodies labors,
I call you energy.
Alienation is normal,
It's savagery, I fear not.
Unity is always the sweetbitters of life.
Whoever, **** her, Work to everything
Wasn't wanted?
So you give intensely,
so you look at the ground as it bids fair well to the moon,
knowing this workplace has just begun.

Brilliant hues of violet and turquoise fill the world in which you live
No other feeling could possibly compare to my bliss
Your presence fills every room of my spirit with laughter and cheer.
Loneliness, emptiness, and despair, leave me when you return.

Memories of you walk confidently through the chambers of my mind
Endless enchanting images of your magnificence that won't decline .
The revitalizing rush of feeling that your presence releases
Cleanses my spirit of an excess of pain, grief and sorrow.

Oh, How I long to be held by your eye for eternity
And show you the way things can be from now on.
And as mystical possibility rises out, I feel, that we will be forever.
It is the choices we did not make, that have sealed our destiny

Everyone should know the radiating joy my spirit now makes
And how I greatly appreciate that you let me past my mistakes
If I lost my past, but could go back and repeat just one thing that happened,
I'd go back to the day, to the first moment, to the lovely second, that you found me,
My Love.

Love

Let the a.n.t.s sleep
Warm and dry blankets
Let the victories of the future brace you
Body molesting wind demons
false but True
Cloak yourself in my laughter
Grab reality and pull a book out of your spleen,
with a Dim mak to sentence your fears to death.
The first page is eternity,
Stay within the pleasure, bathe in it,
Body hyper aware, unclouded vision
Disrobe, and bathe in it
Open the door and begin
It is Unjust not to
Press Play.....
It will all rush forward, and you will breath freely.
Trumpeted like the arrival of an avatar of the love goddess.
Cool cheeks, unmarked by tear tracks..
Built back up with the love you feared had departed.
I'm pitiful alone.
It is emotions prerogative to make its opinion known.
These feelings cannot be ignored.
Doing so makes things worse.
Let confidence be always with you
For all time
Unending
Everyday
All day long
You can honestly talk to me.
Trivial questions.
Something burdening your breast.
I can make you feel better, if only for a handfull of minutes.
You'll float away, but later crash on heavy thought.
However....
You know 
For several reasons
The outcome is always the same
Mind games are involuntary muscle spasms,
it is an affliction of chaos tourettes, inherited from a goblin ancestor,
Straighten your shoulders, I am here to reassure you, 
Every day it will get lighter
The stress will be less, the panic will simmer
The message is salvation, in acceptance of the depth of the love felt for you.
I am here to listem.
Stop being kicked around by your thoughts.
Feel instead, gliding into a gathering of like minds.
I dare not say the full extent of what I know, and what I feel is transparent.
It grants me sanity
The compulsion to sing
Satisfying smashed hearts
Feeding your lips
Sanctifying your suffering into submission
Fulfilling a proper apology for the perversions.
You have won the war.