Distraction
it is the piece in the part
of the heart
holding dear

Fine lines of disgrace
mental pleas to
the disease are
starry eyed
beliefs

Dream encounters
choice remainders
final songs
strewn out in mad
lyrics

Played once again
tempting, toying
with my sanity

curses

Rants, moans
tried and true fantasy
held in this earth
bountiful to its remorse

Staring out windows girth
snow piling
cold encumbering limbs
and stretched faces

Laden by the droughts
of heart sunken
soul bitten and
strung out glee

So I can not be in denial anymore. I wanted the memory
of romance to come
out to warm me with its warm cloak. Instead
that which is the truth of hearts speak
loud
vibrating - echoeing -
as a surrender to
the air.

my heart strings
played - an outburst
of the melody that holds
our bodies as one.

Live a strong way -
a long way - a way
of love that takes
centuries to burn down.

Maybe these are high ideals?
I don't know.
Most of the time I just try to
Breathe -

and let the wind
       take me
       as its sister -

chasing me with
its cool wave
of magic.

As the last day nears,
and the earth crumbles with heavy
sighs, we will hum stars

hearts declare world peace
to electrify the masses across
the map, bringing hope

words they are pretty
on the page, ****** in the
mouth, like hot magic

Radiant sunrise
morning, quiet with bird song
and sleepy dreaming

black night, electric
yellow stars dazzle brightly
painting the heavens

summer heat on rise
glowing lust, budding flowers
ripe fruit, Eve awaits

love cataclysmic, near death
defying, profound in the meeting
where two hearts collide

velvet honeyed round
kisses, deliberately sweet
and light to the touch

a new day, sweet like
fresh love, radiating lust
abundant of yellow