MY feet bleeding
have walked upon
red roses
Tenderly touching
an echo of my soul
longing for a home
What distance away
in desperation walk
shall I return home?
Far I fear… so far
away beyond the hills
and over the clouds
::01-14-2014::
Daily Archives: January 14, 2014
OVER THE CLOUDS
ROBUST LOVER
SECRET dream I expected you!
this today I said to another
you would be here to explain
my strange being yesterday
What say you today my love!
do shadows flee in red love
and scamper about in weakness
say no because I know such love
Show your face in love flower
run with me across fire fields
smell my lust robust lover
fall upon my stems lower now
Kiss me petal flesh-see
touch my heart forever-be
hug me hot-bee sting stick
die love-bee with only-me
::01/13/2014::
FORMAL GREETING
MY DEEPEST despair, a formal greeting
Such reasons like pompous meanings
My heart bleeding upon corner stones
Such time until I become seconds
My hands so calloused in meaning
Of feelings, heart, and believing
Tis a frightful way
Regressed living
My cage small in existence
But now is paramount to be
if nothing just for me
A summer breath burning
From flesh–to–boiling–it’s me
::01/13/2014::
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