"bellabloom" poems
I remember your lips and your sonnet
and a perfect sunrise alive early hour
I remember our nights
and the long hours kept
glances here and over the shoulder
I remember you reaching over
gently grasping my hand
The hold of strong iron
with the sweat of my land
It was like a fast train
a transparent boxer with a heavy hit
I try to keep my footing through its mighty solid fit
I love you
and I have loved you
for so long dear
Come to my side and be my witness
Days speed
and all of my pain, another tattoo
a reminder of when I was with you
I blanket myself with dreams
it was rich for awhile
Days slept too long
and the threads became undone
A nightmare followed
close by as a spy
I've walked around this place a thousand times
prison steps from yesterday
the wood has softened
I bow my head
to see your face
another tear
my eyes trace
outline to shadow
I close my eyes
and hope for sound
to pull from you
to heal from you
We never part with words
just hunger
Today, I will tell you that I'm lucky
I've got an angel on my right
and you on my left
I see your eyes, like diamonds,
follow through the white-hot steam on tenuous glass
I place my finger on the same line you started
repeat the movement
and trace back my name
Your breath is heavy
your pulse of heart rhythmic with mine
In unison we are alive
"In Sympathy In Existence"
(c)April 18, 2008, Bellabloom,
and its affiliates and assigns and licencors
All rights reserved
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC
I LOVE YOU, HE SAYS
LIKE A TWIST ON A DRY MARTINI
LIKE A GEM ON TIRED SANDS IN NEVADA
I LOVE YOU
HE THROWS HIS WORDS
LIKE HE THROWS HIS TONGUE
DELICATE YET TRAPPING
SOPHISTICATED YET PRESERVED
I GIVE IN
FOR THE SIMPLE PLEASURE
TO GET OFF
BECAUSE IN SOME HEIGHTENED FORM
I'M GETTING OFF
ON YOUR SIMPLE WORDS
ON YOUR SEARCHING SOUL
AND ON YOUR SWEET BROWN EYES
I'M GETTING OFF
Bellabloom
Co.2000
London ghetto poets
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
When our night soon devours
I give to you and into hours
Honey sweet Nectar Dew
Gift of flesh Forbidden fruit
Nourishment Rooted like tree
Drink of sweat A Golden sea
Fever rich Night drunk
Parting limbs Anchor sunk
Pleasure pours From thy tongue
Until our rise Unruly sun
©BellaBloom
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC
To My Piano...
I spill out the good tunes
high octaves and silence
the silence not even Brahms
can play out
two sharps one flat
crossover crossover
do you hear the sadness
tremble the pain roar
I feel it
I feel it
steady on the pedal
wandering hands
my eyes skip a beat
putting these keys
to such warmth
push the words
to melody
my unforgiving chant
I want to crawl
slither up your spine
can you feel me
can you hear me
because I sing for you
co. 1999 Bellabloom
Apr 16, 2005, 6:02:44 PM
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 8:51 PM UTC
I have to tell you girl
you're tempting
like that bowl of sweets
gramma lay down
You're the mystery
in the foil
and I wanna taste
I could put you in words
I can paint you with my fingertips
smear the red of those lips
with my tongue
Wanna run my hand
down the warmth of your curves
down all 6 ft. of you
Wrap my fingers through your hair
that platinum blonde
pull you in
You wanna know love?
I'll come up for a kiss
and show you
Gonna bite the bottom
of those suckable wet lips
taste your sugar
The soft of my skin
my ******* resting on your smooth
from your toes to your hips
Gonna swallow like fine wine
Oh passion lust desire
You could have me
All of me
copyright 2005 Bellabloom
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 8:57 PM UTC
I wake today
with the strength of heaven
at my bedside
with the light of the sunrise
tapping my window
and shattering out to colors
the dance of dusk and dawn
I wake with the pulse of nature
at my toes
Earth begins to soften
and seed begins to stir
My body is the depth of sea
heavy, steady and rooted
This fragile creation
a matriarch thrown
my gentle bed
Steadiness of soil
wet grass and burning leaves
over naked flesh
like spider webs on fish bones
The solidity of rock
where I lay my head
anchored and grounded
Outside the beast and the chattering crow
both alive with song
The spirits of the mountains
their roots are deep
I pierce the air
and watch them dance
from flat to peak
to a red and purple sunset
let my tired eyes seak
I arise today
Through God’s strength to fuel me
God’s wisdom to guide me
God’s hand to guard me
Alone or in a multitude
an armor to shield me from injury
"May Queen"
(c) Mar 17, 2008, Bellabloom
and its affiliates and assigns and licensors
All rights reserved
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC
And when your day expose to test,
Come home to where your soul can rest
Darling come home
The night lit up by lovers yearn
wet lips taught
breathed an impassioned nocturne
The winds lament
swells the air
milk dampened with opaline tears
the sweat on flesh and fear
High as the rising tide
with might and main
with lust and claim
one slow kiss at a time
Fingers on flesh,
tracing my heart in hand
languished and bracing
In your eyes I am mirrored pallid
these naked gentle bones
back arched,
arms outstretched
innocense exposed
My lovers heart beats devoted
his pulse of heat is mine the same
two bodies embraced
my skin of silk his body drapes
This passionate heart,
his native drum
with every beat a roaring thunder runs
My eyes are of twilight and dawn
jewels your fingers give to me
flowering and brown
wild as the forest
calm as meadow
both dance,
my dearest fortune dances voluptuously on my belly
My body yearns
entranced with every breath
the rise and fall from his two iron gates
my fingers fleet to caress
Arms like veins up along my thighs
make me weak at the knees
as I fall into your sea
great body of beauty
wash over me
Come to my mouth
sweet, perfumed tongue
where my lips pour sweet wine
and drink my breath of infinite kisses
I am his queen
His body lapped over me
as if he was caressing his own white casket
Vagabonds enslaved to this beauty
Reckless creatures
"Your Gaze, Your Mouth, Your Foot, Opens Door",
(c) Jul 19, 2008 , Bellabloom, and its affiliates and assigns and licencors
All rights reserved
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC
Lips wild honeyed and rich
swallow this ocean down
until our bed is of desert
We'll find our space
between rock and under
One eye of Apollo
and the other of Luna
Between the two your pearly blue
I am bronzed luminescent and heavy
Wild eyed and thirsty
I look to my palms
steady and solid
a platform
an oasis
where two dragonflies careen
mid air on wing
I free my carry
this castle in air
my heavy heart
I give to you
without let
ever and again
"Waking Up Fingers"
(c) Nov 25, 2007, Bellabloom,
and its affiliates and assigns and licensors
All rights reserved
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC
I love you
but my words shall speak silent
I see you beautiful and flawless
I feel you
heartfelt, profound
and deeply
I need you
your rapture, your mirth
and your bliss
I love you
But I like a craven
shall mask
co.2004 Bellabloom
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 8:18 PM UTC
Sound is a vibration
and so are my thoughts.
Be still
and I will hear the beat of Earth's frequency.
Let me become perfect,
when my intentions and devotion echoes
with the intentions and devotion
of the Universe.
© Bellabloom
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 8:46 AM UTC