i awaken to breath
light kiss
upon my nape
the softness of your touch
electrifying our bodies
pumping life
into a new day

Salty tears
Slither like snakes in summer
Meandering moments of madness mused

Ratchet heart and rabid tongue retorts
Flimflam fluke fisticuffs fought

A mirrored mirage manically manifest
A parade of psychosis fevered pitch

Easy the embryo erased eternal
Gods grace given gone

Sanguine souls stand sequestered
A pitiful penitent they plead

A song of Solomon heralds
Cherubs on chariots
Carrying chalices crafted of gold

Seeks repentance refrained from sin

All souls suffer life myriad interpretations
And all
Must answer
In
The
End

hearts
as cold as sleet
beating frigidly
within a desolated cavity

a wasteland of remembrance
teetering on madness
echoes thoughts of insanity

where words
vitriolic at best
cuts deep
beneath the soul

a place
where beauty once lived
lay ugly and abandoned...

and as winter creeps
through cracks long forgotten
love

lies trampled in the madness

It hit you like a sucker punch
With eyes wide open
Like the door I walked out of
Leaving your heart broken

Emotions cast about
Useless as wasted tokens

For the fair has ended
And I'm tired of pretending
So cash in your sentiments

There's no saving for a rainy day
I would prefer when I'm gone
Not to even remember
Your
Face

Her anger
Virulent as a southern storm in summer
Roars and rages invectives

Her eyes flashes of lightning
Swift daggers dispatching
Slivers of Shivers
Resonates unrequited love

Desiccation of hearts
Cold frigid and destroyed

A wasteland of memories
Strewn in mud
Irrevocable
Where love is void

Only an empty cavity of hope
Susceptible to

A masquerade
Of lies

my heart pulsates
with envy of my eyes

for it knows love
whereas
the eyes
knows only lust

i am smitten
by your beauty

driven
by the desire
to be near you
to hold you
in essence
to know you

to drink of your wine
and loose myself
in it's,
indulgence

What are fallen stars?

Are they
Faded dreams,
Disappointments
Streaking across the night sky
Resoundingly repeating and reminding us of our failures? or

Are they,
The gaiety of children
Running amuck amongst the planets
Causing mischief and mayhem

Could it be,
That they are missives just for me,
Of a love Waiting patiently?

A love
I have yet to find divine
Tangible
A love all mine

Could fallen stars be
Remnants of a broken heart
Broken once too many,
Or love sabotaged?

For you see,
I have yet to find
My true love

But in searching
I have drowned...

In many a
Mirage