I love you as a painting to an observer, in all its splendor and glory.
I love you altruistically; a mother to her child.
I love you without words and without thought.
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Under the influence of inspiration, a fleeting thought enters and exits the mind, soundlessly traveling past due time. The remnants of unborn speech reside here:
When stars collide you and I will align
Under the dark pitter-patter of infinite time.
We'll use the negative space as our magic carpet ride
And redeem lost time for a moment of quixotic pride.
But the Babylon Candle’s light runs low.
Ineffective emotions neither die nor grow.
Let me carry you home, where these dreams will rest.
And sing to your soul a song I confess,
Is the beat of our hearts; sweet on the ears yet hard on the truth
An elephant melody once heard from our youth.
Something about heroes, we’ll dance to the reprise,
And continue living with this interminable disease.
If I could’ve foreseen the mildew tears and dank existence of life that has
enveloped our inner child, brother, husband, perhaps I would have stayed.
Men made of mud, we cast no shadow; along the same roads we cross day after day.
Dear Mama, I miss the birds’ songs outside our kitchen window.
Here the sweetest song is not but the silence.
Dear Father, what am I doing?
I live underground, sharing my abode with the dead and the rats.
Perhaps I am no different from they...But as quick as I speculate
I must extinguish such thoughts for I will lose all means of sanity
under the swift blade of philosophical consideration. Read more »
She taught me dialect, the greatest gift.
And learned me the light of which I now speak
It’s where romance begins and later shifts Read more »
I sit folded across an almost vacant table
a spectacle of filigree features in front of me
I stare my old friend down with a guilty glance
not yet satisfied with our agreement
of broken promises I have yet to redeem
He doesn’t blink
A perfectly printed face upon that beaten piece
of parchment. His eyes are always open
I question how he sees me, through the broken
window panes and through the crease in his
left eye. Does he smell the undeniable greed that
lingers along my finger prints. Can he
tell that temptation runs through my veins as
overindulgence tickles my belly and kisses my thoughts
how it smolders and licks the burning embers of my heart
I wonder if I will fail under the pressure of the universe
if the solar system will force my star dust particles
to finally let go. Is satisfaction beyond reach or is its beginning
where both meet.
If I could go back
to my second life
and bring back the love
If I was able to stand up for myself
and my sister
I would. Read more »
The sound of bells run as I touch each key
I feel my fingers melt
Becoming the music within
The melody flows from each note played
Morphing into a song
This is the beginning for every soul
The youth washing over you
And then I can't stop
I have been sucked into the piano completely
Only instead of hopelessness
I feel happiness
To make the room melt with me
And then it’s just the piano
Sitting in the room
But the music continues to play
And never stops playing
For I never tire
And neither does the piano
Chiseled into my skin
Like a tattoo upon birth
Imprinted as a crescent moon
Along my right shoulder
It comes from science and genetics
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Our commonalities brought us to be
two of the same, but two who saw differently.
Our genesis was upon the first moon
that led us to follow the same tune.
Memories and emotions unraveled and unwrapped
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your Judas kiss.
of the matter fictitious.
The past dispute
led to bemusement.
Any rapture we had removed.
What was once
a stone slab of marble,
unbreakable and untouchable
is now a filigree feather;
its disposition to breech
If words could speak the soul’s secrets
And decode my heart’s convoluted beats,
There would be nothing easier than my love.
My love is no longer than a barb; nor shorter than a shiv,
But still it pricks punctures in the condemned air above.
It is like learning to breathe molasses; momentary sweetness Read more »
In earnest I await
our stardust kiss.
Inconspicuous in night's air
with unspoiled lips that beckon
to dapple mine.
Flesh meets flesh,
fire and ice none the less.
This dazzling contradiction;
being abreast but ubiquitous.
but twice hunger remains,
Together we keep
embraced in the quintessence
of new love.
Title: Sky High (Flying over the North Pole)
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