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Napolis Oct 2018
The phone
rings,
the car

next door
backfires,

the newspaper
with yesterday's
worthless morsels
lays  across
the kitchen

porcelain
table.

the morning
surrenders itself
to me.

fifty-plus
years of
a cycle
I embrace
as life.

old wrinkles
pressed
deep in
my fine
tweed suit.

ocean rain
crashing against
my front

door window

like a determined
solicitor trying
to break in
and sell me
what I can't

possibly live
without.

this morning
surrenders
to me,

my two cats
run across
the living room
floor scurrying
for their
next meal.

in the back room

the blonde haired

flavor of
the month
slowly wakes
from her

late night

slumber.

and the
morning
surrenders
to me.

one more
day again.

sunrise to

sunset,


with nothing

in between.
Napolis Feb 2019
swaying

to the

beat of

a pacific

sunset

breeze

in her

camaro

red

dress,


just up the

road

on highway

101.

  
she leans

alittle

to the

right,

like a

classic

old race

car,

with the

back tires

slightly

under

inflated

to strategically

hold the

curves.


and once

she gets

it going

she can

take you

for quite

a ride.

to places with

story teller

endings,

and with

her two

diamond

look

in her

eyes,

she can

make

everything

true.

and in

the quietest

of moments,

when

the moon

kisses

the midnight

sky,


she will

cover

you.

like wine

quenching

your deepest

thirst...

and you

will

never

come back.


so sing

to the

morning

when you

awake,

where ever

that may

be.

cause you

won't be


in Kansas

any

more.
Napolis Aug 2018
You see
though your
broken eyes
and tarnished
smile,

and in your
hollow laughter
there is
no joy,

is this
what love
is to
become to
you,

flesh wounds
bleeding
across your
soul.
empty spaces
unfulfilled,

or were

you just
pretending
to love
for the
longing for
something
more ,

the touch of
flesh upon
your bones,

so you
would never
be lonely
at night.

lying on
your back
looking up
at clouds
can do
that to
you.

make you
a *****
to your
own heart.

lying on
your back
with your
legs always
wide open

is even
worse.
Napolis Nov 2018
In the
corner
of your
fairy
tale
life.

your
beauty
holds
fast ,

like a
falling
star
forever
leaving
it's
firelight
into
the black.

I see
you.

walking
across
your
bedroom
floor,

with the
shards
of broken
hearts
cutting
through

the callous
bottoms of

your angel

feet.

and I
know
you have
been
the final
dream
to many.

and the
last
breath
of a
few.

and all
I can
do is
applaud
your
appetite
for love.

and deep
kisses.

that mean
everything.

in the
middle of
the night.

when celebrating
the fourth
of July,

every night

we lied

naked in your
bed.

but now
I sit here
encompassed
by you.

like a
mongoose held

captive

forever in

the cobra's

spell.

such are
the last
dreams

of nomad souls,

such are

the last dreams

of dead men

walking...
Napolis Feb 2019
A day where

nothing fits.

lying in my room

sifting through

gypsy thoughts

of running away

to perform in a

carnival

with you.


getting a little

annoyed with

my pillow and the

fat cat sleeping

in the middle

of it.


listening

for your voice,

but I can't

hear it.

and just over

the hill,

I travel

maybe today

I will arrive.

anywhere

that is away

from here.


I would love

to  topple the

highest building

In this concrete city

to the ground.

and plant flowers

and gardens on it's

concrete floors

and knock out

its cold concrete

windows with a stone,


caught between

the greys

and whites

of down town

Los Angeles,


wondering how

anyone ever

escapes from

this place

alive.
Napolis Oct 2018
A day where

nothing fits.

lying in

my room

sifting through

gypsy thoughts

of running away

to perform in a

circus

with you.



getting a little

annoyed with

my pillow and the

fat cat sleeping

in the middle

of it.



listening

for your voice,

but I can't

hear it.


and just over

the skyscraper hill,

I travel

I wonder that

maybe today

I will arrive.


anywhere

that is away

from here.



I would love

to  topple the

highest building

In this concrete city

to the ground.

and plant flowers

and gardens on it's

concrete floors

and knock out

its cold concrete

windows with

a stone,


caught between

the greys

and blues

of downtown

Los Angeles,


wondering how

anyone ever

escapes from

this place

alive.
Napolis Oct 2018
A jack daniel's
jitterbug
point of
view.

stumbling
a little
left and
then a little
right.

fall rain
running
off my
crimson

jacket's
silhouette.

caught
somewhere
between
love
a­nd fleeing
the refuge
from this

heart break
of you.

candy wrapper
love affair
all taste
no substance,

now melted
all over
me. left
sticky
and wanting
in the still
black air.

throw me
a life jacket.

hail me a cab.

let this poor
loser fold his
hand. turn
in his chips.

tonight

I will not
wager on
love
anymore.

tonight

I will not
win.
Napolis Feb 2019
Each of us
ready,

waiting,
under
chameleon skins
of past
relationships.
colors and
textures
blurred.

we wait
open
like tributary
veins
ready to
flow into
the mother
load.

we hope
eternal,
defined by
our last
breath,


and the
horizon
that lies
before
us.

speechless
unsettled
you retire
to take a
bath ...

and I
return to
find my
way through

this Bible
this maze
that has
become
my life.

that always

dances in

my head,

and it's

eternal

heartbeat
that always

thinks
of you.
Napolis Nov 2018
Stumbling like

a old fool drunk.



Submerged in

her  smile,



barely keeping breath.

I am a goner...



she is a fisher

of men,



not like Jesus

or peter or paul.



black-eyed Susie

with a club and

a hook and a reel.



she will

chop you up

and spit

you out,



and leave you

bloodied and

lied to from

the start.



you end up

a trophy fish

at best.



cut and displayed

on the butcher's

fancy front

market window.



at 1.99 per pound.


it is

in her nature

to love and fish

and love and

fish some more.


with the taste

of whiskey

between

her soft

white *******

and her siren

sighs nibbling  in

your ears..


you are lost

in her depths,



nothing is right

after the hook

is in.


a dollar ninety-nine

a pound somehow


I thought I

would be

worth a hell

of a lot more

than that.
Napolis Sep 2019
Your shadow
follows
behind you like
a prisoner
of your
past.

your eyes
have become
roses that
are slowly
dying..

and all
of my words
cannot help
her in
these nights,

where she
hides behind
these empty
walls.

at first light
of marriage
she was
ready to
set the
world on
fire.

put now
her fortunes
are just
empty pockets
of fate
buried deep in
her old
favorite jeans.

too young
too stupid,

in love
or whatever
you call
it at eighteen
years of age.

and I
send her
kisses and
quiet whispers,

that at twenty-eight
she might
grow to
understand.

that at
thirty eight
might cover
her heart
like a
blanket.

and then she
will realize
that "yes,

I loved her
too."
Napolis Mar 2019
It is
going
to be
difficult
to say.

to keep this
day dream
in your
back pocket.

along with
the shadows
of your smile
in my heart.

we were
14  I found
love in
the blue moon
circles
of your
eyes.

it changed
me in
everything
I would
ever see
in my
life again.

inside out
was how
you saw
me and

deep as a
river was how
our love
did run.

and for
the first
time in
my life
people
would
see me
there.

not some
figment
of my
adolescent
imagination

don't be
shy
you
said.

and I
never
was
again.

and then
at 16
you turned
me free.

and said
go love
some
more.

40 years
later

today
I know for
certain now
that..

I owe
this
wonderful
blessed
life I have
to you.

and it
makes me
fall in love
with you
all over

again.
Napolis Mar 2019
It is

warmer

where you

are,



I can

feel it.



there is

such depth

in your

eyes

your life.



I can

see it.



a wife

a mother

a child

of God.



you have

this grace

about you,



like the

keys

on a piano,



all  in their

perfect place

to one another.



all in

tune



you are

music

to all who

see you.



and to

you we

sing.



as you

dance on

by  we

celebrate

all that

is you.



and even

for a moment



it was

good

to see your

smile

today.



it seemed

to give

meaning

to everything

else around

me.



and I



in a peaceful

moment,



I smiled,

as if in

a dream...
Napolis Mar 2019
I know
you feel love
is just
a gypsy
shadow,

the moment
between day
and night
struggling
for light.


something you
can barely
see,

like blind
faith or
an unborn
child in
a woman's
womb.

and yet nothing
you are
able to
hold on
too.

sleep deep
under your
covers,

sing softly
your songs
to God.

it might not
be this
world that
you are
truly loved,

or you finally
know your
worth.

but in
his world
doubt will
not exist

nor *******
sons..

who love
you hard
with all
their might.

and then
spit their
juice deep
inside your
thighs.

and you
call it
love...
Napolis Aug 2018
In this
one moment
I see

The old
man with
the cardboard
sign sitting
on the dirt
corner in
front of me,

looks like
a fat black
pool turtle
waiting for
something  
good to
fly by.

perched in
a pose of
power
but nobody
else sees him
that way
I am sure.

he stares
out into open
space like
an predator
looking
for prey.

and it
is not
money he
wants or
respect,

they died
long ago
in his
smile.

he just wants
this dam heat
wave to
calm down,

and his
belley to be
half full
after supper.

and his
kids where ever
they are
to grow up
to be anything
better than
him.

and he
just wants
death to
come and
not wake
him up
when it
does.


it's 4:30 in LA
on a Tuesday
afternoon.

"welcome to
paradise "
Napolis Sep 2018
Sun melting.


cats empty
bellies
meowing
on the back
kitchen porch
window.

basket of
dead flowers
decorate
what's left
of "I will
love
you
forever".
on my desk

a dozen
half-scratched
poems
pile up

on one
another

like old
drunken
friends
at a college
reunion
party.

and I
bear the
weight of
it all like

a black
knight
vanquished
from
provenance.

I no longer
have you.

and from the
start you
promised,

you would
not be
any good
for me.

you didn't
pull any punches
.

you
didn't
lie.

you were"t
a poor man's
fairytale

come true.
Napolis Jan 2019
Sun melting.


cats empty
bellies
meowing
on the back
kitchen porch
window.

basket of
dead flowers
decorate
what's left
of "I will
love
you
forever".
on my desk

a dozen
half-scratched
poems
pile up

on one
another

like old
drunken
friends
at a college
reunion
party.

and I
bear the
weight of
it all like

a black
knight
vanquished
from
provenance.

I no longer
have you.

and from the
start you
promised,

you would
not be
any good
for me.

you didn't
pull any punches
.

you
didn't
lie.

you were
a poor man's
fairy tale

come true.
Napolis Dec 2018
Up through

our veins

and tender

places,


nurtured

by our

breathing

hearts,


we remember

paths

of feelings

long ago

traveled,


given

once

never

turned

back

upon.

the reaching

of hands

the giving

of light.


illuminating

dark shadows.


the coming

of age

and the

reclaiming

of all

that was

given

before.


the awakening

of desires

the mending

of touch.


naked bodies

celebrating

love,


the bending

and molding

of our

bodies

to one

another.


your hair

in my

hand,


the wet

taste

of your

deep

kisses

upon my

lips,


the moist

tender

skin of

your

your thighs

as your

passion.

rises to

meet me.


and all

that was

once


will be

again.


when all

that you

are is

mine.
Napolis Oct 2018
Many a
late gypsy
night.

struggling
to get
yourself
free,

from back
door conversations,

in stolen
moments

where
your soul
carries
half the
weight.


and you can
feel it.

in everything
you do.

everything
you touch

isn't you.

you lie
with tears
dried
on early
morning
pillows.

and no one
by your side.

and love
cannot
find you
there.

and Disney
princess
dreams,

shake and

then fall

from your
eyes.

it is another
life you
live there

"the other
woman"

you have
become..

and still
souls cry for
you here.

and still
open arms wait
.for you,



but your still

stuck on

being the

next Mary Poppins

in his life,


and quite

honestly


I don't

even think

you know

how to sing.
Napolis Oct 2018
I saw
a man die
this morning,
it was
real
it was
hard,


right
between
my eyes.

a heart attack
struck
him down.

and no matter
how righteous
the fight
they could not
save him.

it happened
right outside
my restaurant
table window,

between my
morning coffee
and the local
newspaper"s
Monday morning
adds.

and while
it all
went on
the wife
stood
in silence
outside the
paramedic
truck"s
back door
steps whispering

to herself.

looking inside
as her
husband
passed
from this
place to
the next.

and a few
minutes later
as she
drove in

her big
black Buick
in solitude
away,

she had
a dazed
look
on her
face,

as if she
was worrying
about
what she
was going

to make for

dinner tonight,


for the

first time

alone.
Napolis Oct 2018
It was

a heavenly

invitation

of sorts,


and I

accepted

it gladly,


to be

the child

on the

horizon

to your

morning

light.


until the

wake

of your

beliefs

in the

water

beneath us

swallowed

me,


and I

was cold

and it

was dark


and the

air that

I struggled

for was

you.


and then

it went

black.


and I

felt

my heart

disappear

in my

chest


and I

lost all

sight

of sky


of dreams


and you.
Napolis Feb 2019
Jesus walk

holes in

my left

shoe,

wandering

for meaning

on this

Tuesday

smoked

afternoon.


back aching

from the

weight of

loving you.


pickled herring

breath

washed with

beer fills

my mouth

with solace.

my broken

cell phone

lies a couple

of streets

back shattered

unable

to call

anyone

for help.

no one

coming to

my rescue.


send in the

dogs gone

mad,

may

their white

teeth

be swift

and bury deep.

and

clean me

to the

bone.

may they

quench their

thirst

by drinking my

marrow dry,


and at last

get their

fill.

but still

not taste

the blood

of my heart..


ahh you

devoured

that long

ago,


like a

nocturnal

predator

in heat.

like a

beggar

enjoying

her last

morsel of

food.


while

dancing in

the rain...

tonight.
Napolis Feb 2019
First love
has cut
down
the dreams
in my
eyes.

pillars
of faith
shaken.

hole
in the
very
fabric
of my
existence.

now I
am more
like them
than me.

don't ask

don't care
don't tell.

praying
and promising
to loves
false Gods.

nowhere
now becomes
a destination.

with my
whole life
left before
me to find it.

**** it!
at fifteen
years old,

Janet Hawley
broke my
heart....
Napolis Apr 2019
day or
night
dreams
come true
in your
eyes,

curious
corner
turns of
your smile
make it
so.

sitting
still in
the
universe
moves
as you
move

unchangeable
in it's
nature
and commitment
to your
touch.

you move
as one.

and I
have come
to witness,

to raise
up and
gaze upon
your stars
for a time,

and the
miracle
that is
in everything
that you
are.

nothing
ever to
be taken
for granted,

or thought
of lightly.

only prayed
for

with conviction.
Napolis Apr 2019
you are
someone
to aspire
to,

from the
very first
moment
I saw
your angel
face.

much like
waiting
next to
a river
hoping
it will
carry you
away.

you are
summer
the best
season
of all

and I am
selfish
sometimes
and it
seems
to be that
way now
with you.

give me
a summer
solstice
sun,


with clouds
kissing
your face,

bare toes
running
free
on a
hill.

your laughter
all that
can be
heard for
miles and
miles...

and only
me to
see you
smile.
Napolis Apr 2019
the holding
of light
as the
evening
falls,

outside
your work's
window
pane,


the journey
home to
everything
that you
are.

leaving
all of
us to
melt,

in our
footsteps
to our
lives
lived
far away.

like sun
leaving
sky

never to
see the
night

even once.

I walk
and think
of you,

and you
might as
well be

a million
miles

away.

for I
will never

find you

there.

you will

never come

home
to me.....
Napolis Apr 2019
I would
watch
you sleep
deep
in tall
cinnamon
grass,

on a
hill till
the moon
falls under
your spell

as I have.

in this
mystical
place of
no time
or reason.

just
pockets
of dreams
through
out my
day.

and today
we hugged.

and did
you notice
we were
a perfect
circumstance.

like stars
to sky,

we were
tangents
to each other's
hearts,

waves
to sea.

and for
a moment
today

everything
was

us.
Napolis Apr 2019
slow down
take a
taste of
this time,

in these
words
and tangerine
smiles
we share
from time
to time.

take a big
bite
of the
moment,

with a deep
glass
of burgundy
wine,

on a Sunday
evening
with all
these
pages
of poems
nestled
high and
tangled
around
your feet.

you can
afford to
lose a
day or
two.

and reflect
in the
moment,

I give
you these
gifts graciously
like a
new born
it's first
smile,

and in
all of
you

it is
a moment
I will

never
forget.
Napolis Apr 2019
jack rabbit
clouds
clutter
the horizon
line,

runaway
segulls
pepper
the sky,

like so
many
beaked
pirates
in search
of a
meal to
blunder.

can opener
spirits
leave me
weary
and tripping
down
to the
waters
edge

and under
the white
foam
and surf,

between
the sea's
mercy
and lullaby
serenade.

I bury
my thoughts

of you.
Napolis Apr 2019
no surprizes
in this
tequila
water
colored
morning,

when the
sun reaches
your eyes,

you are
even more
beautiful
than I
remember
from the
night.

excuse me
if I
trip over
the moment
for awhile,

and just
enjoy you
lying
still.

like a
angel
sleeping

wings
held
closed.

my destiny
in your

eyes.
Napolis Apr 2019
under a
half sun
baked
california
afternoon,

papers
piling up
against
my front
door,

and then

you dance
into my
fairy tale
paper cutter
life,

in and
out
of view,

cinderella
shoe less
in the
most
uncertain
of times,

come lay
your
head on
my shoulder
and recover
each other's
souls in
our eyes,

and then
we will
throw
rocks
at the
moon,

and then
let it's
million
pieces
of cheese
fall at
our feet.

even in
this day.

enough
of the
night.

we can
stay here
forever,

or for
about
a week.
Napolis Apr 2019
where do
your quiet
thoughts
go?

and how
can I
meet
them
there.

and curl
around
them and
dream
through
the night.

as old
friends,

that hide
nothing
and give

everything.

and turn
to one
another
for truth
and innocence.

and lean
against
each other
with trust
and promise.

where do
your wild
thoughts
go?

and if
we could
meet

would you
sing and
dance

with me

a awhile.
Napolis Apr 2019
you lie
your shadow
over me,

in these
thoughts
that  I
chase
to catch
in the
day.

a smile
here
a laugh
there
perhaps.

catching
a glimpse
of you
inside
your
office
window
pane.

and what
is to
become
of these
day dreams
as they
wander,

like puppies
unleashed
on a
summer's
beach.

reasons
without
purpose,

spontaneous
actions
w­ithout
cause,

love
without
conditions,

only the
thought
of you
in mind.

like the
exact
moment
we enter
into
this world,

or the
exact
moment
God's
chooses
us to
leave it.

each is
equally
my thoughts

of you

tonight.
Napolis Apr 2019
you and
your peek a boo
smile,

and your
diamond
eyes that
flash lightning
strikes
in the
night.

speak my
poems
back to
me,

these
words of
sunlight
and shadows.

tell me
all these
things
that I
see in
you,

that are
the definition
of destiny
and
happiness
to me.

throw
away the
darkness,

let the
minutes
and hours
of the
day
melt over
me.

as I sit
here and
write to
you.

with these
words.

that only
you could
give a
home

tonight.
Napolis Apr 2019
In a
moment
in your
eyes
you
stole my
breath
away,

and for
that moment
I was
a kite
untethered
in your
******
wind.

and all
my trust
was in
you ,

and all
that I had
ever known
before fell
to my
feet like
rain drops
from the
sky.

and my
heart
was for
the taking,

and my
soul was
for the
asking.

and the
spaces
around
your eyes
were pearl
white
and the color
of your
tongue
was a
cherry red.

and in the
eternity
of this
moment.

I was
blind
but i
could see

only you.

clearer
than I
ever had
before.
Napolis Apr 2019
because of
you,

I hold
the sunrise
a little
closer
when I
awake.

and the
sound of
your voice
runs
a little
deeper
through
my soul
when I
first hear
it.

to this
place
that I
have
wandered
to write
these
words.

and at
night under
the full
belly
of the
moon.

I will
dismantle
all the
stars in
the sky
if I
should
never see
you

again.

and feel
your grace
and holiness
upon my
face.

to you
go I

as seed
to sun.

never to
be the

same

again...
Napolis Mar 2019
let fall
your canopy
eyes
over me.

and make
me beg
for soft
gestures
of touch
and exhilaration,

the turning
of one
to the
other,

the giving
of trust
and compassion
to new
things.

like pickings
of berries
in  a
bakers
flour.

waiting
to become

something

beautiful.
delicious

to your
awaiting
lips and
tongue

and mine...
Napolis Mar 2019
I close
my eyes
to see
you,

to remind
myself
that I
can see
you when
ever I
want.

to  feel
you in
everything
that I
do.

like rain
saturating
a field,

bringing
life to
everything
it touches.

and it
seems
to be
true,

it is
the simplest
of moments
that you
bring
yourself
to me.

that mean
the most.

and without
notice
on either
part.

my life
becomes
a paradise.

of you.
Napolis Apr 2019
the crisp
winter air
stirs
around
you,

like a
oceans
swell
to a
north
reef
beach.

your breaths
are deep
then shallow
and then
follow off
to sleep
again,

as if
you are a
child
playing in
some
midnight's
star lite
dream.

and your
backs
silhouette
against the
morning:s
burnt orange
canvas

takes my
breath
away,

like a
baby's
first gulp
of air
from it's
mother's
womb.

I am
naked
again.

and we
are innocent
in each other's
smile.

over and
under
through the
universe
in play.

you thing one
me thing two..

and may
tomorrow
never
come.
Napolis Apr 2019
I would
fight
the world
for you,

I would
break a
mountain
down,

run a
full river
dry.


pebbles
to dust.

water to
dirt.

under sky
black and
blue.

in the
tenderness
of a
moment,

I would
look
deep
into
your eyes.

and lift
your soul
into the
day,

and the
universe
would
begin
for just
the
two of
us.

and the
touch
of your
hand
would
hold me
in perfect
arc across
this sunset
horizon
line.

that traces
your smile
in the
wind.

and I
will
never
forget
you,

not now
not from
the first
moment
we met.

in heaven's
grace
and reverent
prayer.

you answered
mine.
Napolis Apr 2019
a staircase
falling from
the sky,

would
surely

lead to
you.

and after
the words
had all
been
spoken,

and I
lay innocent
in your
eyes.

I would
wish
for nothing
more.

in this
moment
where
the value
of gold
would
be pennies,

and the
shadow of
your raven
hair would
wrap me
tender and
warm
under this
winter
sun.

and my
bones
would be
blessed
through
and through.

at the
touch of
you.

at the
promise of
something

else.
Napolis Apr 2019
a blanket
of fireworks
in your
eyes,

to celebrate
every
moment
spent
with you.

it is
a long
ways
around
sometimes.

falling
in and
out of
the every day
things
that we
do.

but love
trust
and certainty
are always
you.

your marriage
your children
your faith.

and though
you are
a long
way gone
down the
road of
your own,

I am grateful
through
for these
poems
that you
have stopped
and shared
with me,

you have
made me so
much more
than the
poet I
was before...
Napolis Apr 2019
empty
into the
night,

pearl
thoughts
and confessions
of the
soul.

bend to
the light
like a
sapling
reaching for
life and
direction
in a
pine stone
forest,

and I
will stand
with you,

not the
white
elephant
in the
room,

but the
wish answered
at the
moment
the candles
were extinguished.

where
serendipity
begins

and rainbows
bend..

and so do

we.
Napolis Apr 2019
these
days,

barricades of
tears
behind your
eyes,

moments
pressed
hard against
your heart.

the sweet
sound of
honey
when
you breathe
in my
ears,

redemption
in your
smile

on any
kind of
day.

the things
these
days that
test your
will.

pages
turning
in these
words
I write.

my childhood
comes
for me
some nights.

I wish
I was
12 and
you were
10.

and the
world
could
start all
over

again.
Napolis Apr 2019
fate falls
from your
eyes,

like a
hurricane.

everything
it touches
is never
the same
again.

and forever
in a
moment
it will
bleed
you.

in salvation.

and the
savior
of all
to come
will lie
deep in
your eyes.

and as
I watch
you breathing.

I totally
forget.

that I am
breathing
too.

it is
instead
the realization
that I
need you
first
to survive.

if ever
my feet
should
ever again
touch
the ground.

again.
Napolis Apr 2019
it is
all of
you
that fills
my moments.

nothing
about you
thrown
away
or discarded
like some
defective
toy.

it is
all of
you that
is so
amazing.

a runny
red
nose
one day
when you
might
have the
flu,

a work day
morning
when your
make-up
isn't
quite right

when you
don't feel
pretty,

or feel
bloated
and out
of sorts.

I take
all of
you.

and each
moment
is the
best moment
of you.

so rest
assured
your bad
day is
not that
to me,

bad news
or cramps
can be
met just
as easily
with my
smile
and a bowl
of your
favorite ice
cream,

instead of
letting them
wreck
your entire
week...

and you
love
ice cream,

I can
see it
in your
eyes.

so when
ever you
are out
of sorts
or not
feeling
your best,

remember
I think
that
moment
is the
best
of you

and I

am always
there.
Napolis Oct 2019
I am older now,
a little less
blind,

a little
bit wiser
to your
gypsey smile,

and I will not
ever fall
into your
it again.

you never
had a plan
for me,

not the kind
that would
really last.

a kitten playing
with a ball
of yarn
and my heart
will never
recover again.

it will
just have
to live
with it's scratches
of valor
of loving you.

and such are
my days for
you,

you come in
and out of
them like sunlight
dancing naked
through a
tree.

time has no
reference to you,
and as all
of these
years pass,

I have come
to realize
some of the
things that
I gave you
I can never
get back.

but they call
to me from
now and
then,

like rainbows after
a storm.

or echos
of lost love
that bring
harmony to
my ears.

and so
I sit here
again.

and only you
and I know
why.
Napolis Sep 2018
And your
bare breasted
arc is
a God's
reflection.

held captive
upon your
bedroom
mirror.

and deep
inside
your *******
I harbor

my love's
content.

beyond all
measure that
I have
ever known.

and as
I turn to
take your
hand,

we blend
towards
the morning
light.

and I

could
not

love you

more.

nor feel

this passion

more,

than at

this one moment

with your

soul

naked to

my  eyes.
Napolis Jun 2019
Now her

beauty falls

through the

hourglass

without purpose,

more like witnessing

the passing of

a prison

sentence from

25 to life than'

anything else.


someone should

of saved her

long ago.

not a knight

in shining

armor or

a prince riding

a majestic

white steed.


just someone

who would of

loved her,

and she

learn to love

him back.


she can hide

amongst

her  children's

over planned

hectic lives.

and pretend

there is

hearts gold

at the

end of some

rainbow,


but someday

even her

children  will

be old enough

to see it too.


the hourglass

the beauty lost.


the sacrifice of

a dead wife in

marriage.
Napolis Feb 2019
Oceanside california

four in

the morning.

eating
**** dog
corn, and

drinking a

poor man's

whiskey.



walking
talking
to whats left

of myself.

My giddy up
footsteps
follow carry
me home.

old,

Beginning

my final sleep
inside
my bones,



it comes

over me,

like warm

milk soaking

through
my favorite

pecan
cookie.



it reminds
me that

one of
these
days,
I will
keep

my final

promise
to you.

and let
all of
the rest
fade to black.


like

juvenile

feathers long

ago fallen
at my
feet.,



in the

end of

questions and

doubts,



there will
only
be you.
Napolis Sep 2018
She is

a empty

box.



no matter

what people

put into

her she

will never

amount

to much.


she is a

picture on

a page.


that everyone

falls in

love with.


like those

deep sea

fish that

illuminate

in the

depths,


running into

her will

never end

well.


I see her

now and

then I

used to

see her

alot.


and then

she took

the biggest

bite.


and my love

of poetry

here


was never

the same

again.
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