I MET the devil wearing a sun-dress this day in May she winked at me in a most persuasive way
and asked if I had change for thirty pieces of silver
being poor I only had my soul to offer this day
We strolled across the river of Life. I almost fell in.
Nimble and fast, she caught my heartstrings and said:
“Never do that again” — and my heart caught fire &
my eyes bled
i beg to be devoured by pleasure than wracked by life today
She loves me as the Libra that I am so romantic in my ways
i grab onto the drops of her tears, so swept away this sinful day: the giver
who never expects a gift in return –if only for love.
when doves die do they fly north or south – remain in place I say
Within my body a magnetic heart — attracts and burns some souls and crows
sing the song forgotten for so long as we dance for days twilight burns pavement
and heals unborn promises this way
ice cries and fire smiles all the while we wept as humans in life
I met the devil today and she was wearing the mask I lost in childhood.
Asking not what I could do for her — she gave a love unmatched burning fields of daisies
as we walked thru the countryside by side and the rains came — the skies moaned and asked for flesh and bone today.