I closed my eyes as my father dipped me in liquid gold
So then when I saw you I—

fell.

I, right again.
Wrong.
I, write again.

Let me sleep deeply as a man without complete reflection. Let me awaken perhaps still within the desire of my dream, to discover you, my dearest sweet Eve. Let me discover you suddenly evolved by divine decree, laying and warming yourself in cuddling by my side as if a part of me.  Let me warm all your limbs, let me warm your belly with mine.  Let me touch your soft hair, and lose myself infinitely in time as I gaze into your eyes.  

Alive I say you are to me, as hearts empowered, pound to cross eternity.  Lead me into your sweet garden of nectar and rose,   to feel the current of life’s well springs to join in warmth, our merging souls.  

Let us create the universe you and me.  Be my dimension, my time and being.  You as unique in creation as I. Let me touch you with my heart deep inside.  Let our love cross the heavens and earth to occupy.  Let it be the volition of the deepest sea. Let me love you, let me love you; let me kiss you.  

Please let me not awaken yet so that I may dream of loving you, my dearest sweet Eve

I look for inspiration in the people.
I find a hoard of ink, no paper.

I look for inspiration in the carpet.
I find an entire religion.

I flew through one.

Clouds hang in suspension in the sky.
Special effects may or may not be used.

My birthstone shudders as I
Hit the sky's floor.

I drink away my problems
I drink away my happiness
I drink away my wallet

When I am writing I am thinking of you
When I am thinking of you I am thinking of you
When I am breathing I am

Always.

Roller coaster plane ride
Nose dives into the ocean in my mind and all that's still on it is
You.

The clouds part like seas for Moses upon our inevitable arrival once again. I can see angels being hung by twine. The sky ran away from his kingdom to vacation upon the Earth. The soil soul rubs into his toes.

You are not an earthly being trapped in the clouds. You're heavenly gold bound to earth.

You're an opposite. A composite.

Ballerina Barbie
Twisted, bending back
Awkward posing
Woman-doll
You painted her in black
She used to float
A sun-stream ray
Stars lit up her eyes
You took advantage
Of her light
With prying nicks and barbs
Cuts and slaps
Tore at her heart
You slowly wore away
The shining brightness that she was
Bound her like a slave
Until she woke
One foggy night
Shaking like a leaf
Vulnerable, but strong inside
She knew she had to leave
She ran straight through the wispy fog
and turned the golden key
She turned and pushed and turned and pushed
The car would go nowhere
She looked into her rear view mirror
And saw you standing there
The metal cap held in your hands
A smirk upon your face
"You twisted, broken Barbie doll
Will never leave this place."