"judgeless" poems
lawless utopia
*** and fruit
absent phobia
naked truth
pandoras box
chained in gold
broken clocks
uncontrolled
judgeless jesters
play in grass
childs pleasure
heart of glass
veiled in dreams
arts inspire
world supreme
caught on fire
-r0
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 2:00 PM UTC
That smell of forest flower
Wearing green and judgeless sun
With padding feet approaches my way
And casts itself o'er the day.
Linen grasping at the buttons
Of a closéd jacket woven soft
In skipping threads pulls her free
Performing satin skin for me.
Hands before the eye's intent
Nuzzled smooth in living games
Close about my turning neck
And butterfly kisses deftly fleck.
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 3:12 PM UTC
Do you know me?
No.
So how could you judge me?
I don't know.
Do you know my story?
No.
Then don't judge me.
Okay.
~RG
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 9:00 AM UTC