"streamy" poems
streamy nights here
your heart beats so fast
we sweat
it doesn't matter when it's us
so much for you
the pulse of me
life in me defined
can be felt inside from within
i can finally see clearly here together
take me when i'm with you
and come with me wherever you'll go
here we lay down in the dark
moonlight cleanses our love
what i would do for our son
Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 11:00 PM UTC
"where day is.... dreams of a summer sky."
i.
the sky floats up,
gazing out with lips
of steel, a
shiny branch
surrendering
to summer’s sigh,
her iris a cats
eye, marble blue,
her pupil a dark
wand.
ii.
play with me,
draw me out of the
dark,
let me sing to
you a sea-song
where the waves
somersault and
crash to the shore,
where the wind, wild
as wild, faints to breathe
the wakening sky.
iii.
see how i write in passages,
faint-waves of
summer’s mists where
the rain dips her pen in
the grey-ink cloud.
iv.
searching for your ghosts,
the deep whirling of the streamy sea
with its wine-red roses like
coloured glass
dance as i gather
whispers of strangeness
and sun, blossoming,
shrink-edged like an
opalescent pool, all
of it, you.
v.
days of watery rags and rubber
tyres, red snake of
summer’s ribs, the
stones of the stormy sun,
gathering the landscape
where tonight the
moon will rise for love
you will loosen my hair
and i will kiss your throat.
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 1:55 PM UTC
a kiss
sealed lips.
sunset; streamy fountains
the girl, the boy
the love.
Shakespeare's essence
magnifying the words, bring meaning and volatile to youthful emotions!
Venus's stigmatic traps
the viewing art of love making.
unforgettable sins that took place in its current state.
no regrets
how could he ever save her from the devil its self?
this is why the sun and moon never sleep.
one of the them always needs to keep an eyeful on the other one.
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 2:11 AM UTC
let my soul smudge your silk stitched skin
as I slam your door wide open to shivers
rocking your walls wet to your foundation
crumbling me like tasting cookie dough to rise
slurping the valentine from my spilling love
whispering me into long wrapping holiday legs
we draw lines of sensual curves to cross
punishing me to beg for more vanella thighs
we whip thick icing spreading your pound cake
our hypocrisy sins cry, longing for midnight
I'm your flame licking, bursting your heaven's gate
your my pleasures achingly to bite again and again
diving in your hot pool splashing pink lemonade
we're drowning in our streamy lip sipping kisses
making scars itching, dripping with happy fingerprints
Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 12:11 PM UTC