holding on to my paper love
folded and unfolded
again and again
the words you sent me
mean nothing now
but oh so splendid
when they did
the worn folds
and turned edges
fluffed and whiskered
simple words on a note
held for many years
and what you wrote
lay in my hands
a thousand silent
times, and perhaps
a thousand many more.

I blow kisses to the trail of stars reminding them to stay there
So I can find my way to you in another place and time
I search the heavens amongst darkly veiled skies for falling stars
Building a hope stack of wishes to climb one stardust particle closer
A grain of sand magnified by hope in to a world of possible
That so far is unreachable in the tenaments of time and space
To figure so deeply magnanimously in the darkest quiet parts of my heart and
Glistening joys of my soul  you were only a moment in of eternity
But oh what a glorious one!

The heat of your stare consumes me

My favourite satellite
An easy slide into your atmosphere

Locked in your forcefield of passion

Two supernovas swirling around eachother

Dancing around who makes the first touch

Afraid of what it might become  

Your sweet breath becomes my breath

A magnetising exchange of life force

An insistent and sincere promise of a holy union

Of man and of woman

A higher plane of conciousness

A closeness closer than close

Entwinement of desire

The first touch tracing waves of heady need

Ripples upon ripples,

taut and taunted

Calling for warm comfort

In the cold of unfulfilled union

A featherly trace laces budding tips

Vibrating its sweet song

in the easy parting of lips

Tenderness melds with clawing desperation

Hardness searching for delicate harbour  

Slippage

A universe of pleasure has opened up

The sparks fly lighting up oblivion

Creation has spoken its truth

Love has had its way

showering sweet pulses over plums and rosebuds

Endless yet finite

A love that can never be serviced

merely by words spoken

A thrusting of passion so worthy

An acceptance of pleasure so obligatory

Natural and ethrial at the same time

No deep is too deep in discovery

lips upon tips

Hips upon hips

Gasp upon gasp

Transcendence

higher and higher

head long into nirvana

An exultant expression

All our love comes at once

Super nova after supernova

Dulling down to a deep seeded need

To be your everything even at the risk

Being nothing

Because even in that nothing

Is more than everything

in that universe of desire

that calls me by your name

And thrills me over and over again

An endless winding road to the deepest abyss

Safe in the knowledge of your desire placed

In the ***** of my ***

wrapped by the glory of your love

-------------------------
dear love, who ive died a thousand deaths for,

I give you my word,

but my heart I will guard.

I have no understanding of this strange love.

to not want anything but our souls to touch.

I can not see you in my dreams anymore,

to do so drags my soul into darkness,

we have to pay the price of ultimate love.

I can not find the words,

let them be seen in my eyes,

felt across the ways,

I have a love so true oh how they love me I can never count the ways

the truth of proof is too much to bare.

I can not hurt anyone more with my love if it should be divided in two,

the most deserving of my soul,

has the purity of heart.

and your earthly incarnation is not fit for my soul.

the ache in my heart will ever grow as this love prospers

but I owe it to them to show,

that what we have made is real, in truth and wonderful goodness,

what we have made is a blemish.

a soul contract unsactioned

and it can no longer stand alone under the banner of true love.

I send you my warmth and pray that you will find

another love as pure as gentle as mine.

that has seen you grow, and understand that we are not of the physical kind,

and I can offer you nothing now but good will and a friendship to stand till the end of this time,

and space to heal.

I may be crazy
But I'm kind
I may be aloof
but I have a great mind
I may be distant
But my thoughts are near you
I may be resistant
But I can soften too
I may be a whirlwind
But I'm the wind beneath your wings
I may be broken
But my pieces are  beautiful things
I may be lost
But I can always find you
I may be a nomad
But I'm home
when I'm with you

I waited
till I had to move

Against my better senses
I still believe you to be
all you were and more

My head says
you were only ever nearly in
and
my heart just refuses to listen

my soul, it goes by another story
spanning the tenements of time immortal
it takes no heed of blubbering flesh
it is merely a host for the tortures of love;

and I,
its conscious expression

Lying on the bed,
**** up, box out.
Another tiny, dank room.
the Grimy walls, occasionally spell out the letters of your name.
Anticipation draws up over me like a thin veil.
Eyes transfixed on the door...
the simple clatter of the door **** makes me shudder!
Searching the crack of light
pouring through the narrow slit,
for a sign of the shadowed edges of your outline.
Pinpricks travel from standing buds
perched atop milky mounds
to the velveteen flanked crevice.
Sweetly swollen lips, moisten.
Moulten heat spears through the core of desire
Centrifugal forces conspire continually brining us closer
via these shabby shanties and dangerous hovels
that fade away the second I feel your presence

Crackling frequencies cross over,
the smell of you whispers forewarning!
Eyes wide open,
dripping core and
impertinent mounds shout their presence!
The door widens,
matching the gape of well primed thighs.
your manhood precedes you proudly.
Cocksure, your gait swaggers
counter to your member.
Toes curling over;
contact is imminent...

There was a story of a shattered illusion
At least The colours sprawled out on the floor
Would resemble some vague monet you couldnt quite put your finger on
The travesty of broken comfort of trying to attaim ill fitting goals with compromised dreams. Grand delusions of something special of ornery
A great trick
A magnificent swindle
You had me fooled at hello
Half lit passion spooled
you almost had me at goodbye  
You worked the game
Amassed your goals on the arch of my back
And here i was, bendong over backwards to convince myself i was in love and it was something special
In the end, **** dust settled and sunlight refecting off broken shards
Struck in the face with reality
The one where im just another failing priority. Where its easier and cheaper to stay like some sorry sympathy ****
Where you get to say all the extra effort the days working three jobs was worth it because you chose to stay so i should be grateful.
Nice.
It figures why youve never really stood up for me you were far too interested in what others thought of you and just happy i was the place they could lay your blame.
And somehow you still find a way to sleep at night
You scoff at my pain
You think i draw from an endless well of strength
While you only draw double standards
I guess this last revelation was the nail in the coffin i didnt want to make
It took so long to fashion its my greatest work of art
The pain of passion the torture of the artist
Formerly known as the love of your life
Titled my grandest mistake.

Heart beats flicker in and out of time at the mention of your name and modify  the energy equation to leap mountains in your presence
the peace and clam tangled with a rushing river of emotions
defying the well accustomed laws of time nature and space

I glow
you beam
the closer we get the more harmonized our rhythms of life
one beats in the others silence

eyes locked in some strange ethereal fequence transmit confessions that won't dare slip from trembling lips
suspended in space and time the moment seeps into forever endless revolutions of highs and lows all this missing and longing translated into a mass relief

shedding our skins melding into one beautiful energy crested by a haloed aura a molten wave of dexterity with delicate flourishes and playful and graceful splashes of color mass and light moving through moods and finally settling to coalesce in the tranquil of home

suddenly ripped apart by those who insist on living in the finite realms of life

you were once again so beautiful, and once again feel emptier than the last time the void took over
At least If we can't have now
we will always have forever

ever waiting
yours sincerely love.

I
was always free

Not left nor right

But where I stood for each occasion

Neither judgemental or nonchalant

Seeking the truth not truths

I line my brain with thought

And leave my heart for emotion

The truth is not elusive

Nor is it an illusion

But it is prone to perspective

Of which, if you have many,

Can see it line up in plain sight

Never wrong or right,

(I leave that for the opinions).

Just there,

ready for your interpretation.

The Jewels of light write stories of distant news

Allocating a devine truth through constant and wandering stars

And some where through all the spangled distance
I feel as though I've been there
Somewhere there's a whisper
Calling me home
Kissing my forehead
And wrapping my soul
My heart yearns



My mind longing for clarity sends a prayer
An epigenetic frequency fired into the cosmos

Hairs stand at attention

Reception...

A loving truth pouring through my soul

A knowing

That is all.

They change,

but some how

all manage to look the same

Each turn

Bright lights and

Noisy confusion

Or

Dark alleys and

Deafening silence

Searching for some semblance of familiar

In a world of too much and

Never enough

No void unfilled

No concrete undefiled

Its been ages since you left

But it feels like I only saw you a moment ago

Shapes shifting

lights fading

Fear glows like a beacon

Anxiety on watch

Desperation clutches

Dread sneaks in

Hope kisses good bye

left to my own devices

Clawing are vices

Caught breath

Pent up sigh

Round again

Same old lies

I miss you sanity

Lost sometimes.

We spend time hovering in eachother's atmosphere
Hoping to find some vibrational harmony
Though never really trying together for our own

I guess I loved you too much,
on too many levels
Too deeply, too high
That dissapointment was the spectre
hunting me in the darkness of the spiritual night.

What is there of redemption in my eyes,
if there is none reflected back?
The lonely are the brave,
The brave are the happy
Those in communion
must lose so much self to gain

But I am not of you
so I must refrain
To lose my self,
we lose the stars
and that possibility must remain.

I will not console you now
You must feel this pain
You must reconcile this shame
You must resolve this regret
So that we can be one again
You from the earth
Me from the stars
The ether in-between
Always will be ours
And in the resolution of every final hour
You know where to find me from way down there

If you dare x

Well,

you bought it

hook line and sinker...

even though I have to say
it really was a stinker,

You've turned your smile into a Frown,

And It’s not nice to take a jab

at someone

when they're down,

But hey, you know

what comes around

goes around...

So next time you let someone else

do your job

which is

think;

maybe you wouldn't have ended up

creating such a stink!

But don't worry,

I'm sure you'll be ok,

just a little sting.

Its not like its getting worse or anything

(cough, cough)...