My sweetest thought
dearly how my passion
moves this world
furrowed wind-blew
within me SUN ATE
kind days Love says
blood, flesh and dreams
all while today
alone i sit smiling
in deepest Love
Alhambra.
:: 12.20.2021 ::
My sweetest thought
dearly how my passion
moves this world
furrowed wind-blew
within me SUN ATE
kind days Love says
blood, flesh and dreams
all while today
alone i sit smiling
in deepest Love
Alhambra.
:: 12.20.2021 ::
FIRST morning has broken
like the first thought as
lonely birds sing bringing
love fresh from sun’s womb
Sweet new lit falling light
breaking water from last
evening’s lit-leaf
My mind is as this sweet Light
praising the elation of God’s
recreation of a New Day.
Mourning is broken as this
first morning as black bird
spoken: praise of this day
a new Morning.
Completeness in Love.
:: 12.20.2021 ::
SHE liked me like legs with in (between breasts)
magnet tarry speckled stars of waiting maid ~
/ oh hell \ wait!
i usually forget my line about right (revived) now__
____oh well swelter pieces of pisces and
wooden boxes of girly smelly flowers CHOCOLATE heart ate my
full-OP-ion blossom twirling surprises / your advice : you
mace: –> my face___ 6 feet deep.
SHE asked me, ‘like, does the weight
shape/shadow lure drop deep inside
the ocean of life?
oh for weeks genus prunus lipped lover
Orange-Cherry almond meal of my Heart.
:: 12.19.2021 ::
OH! THAT DUMB sigh
penetrated and deflated
— rye
/ about tall tale
died beneath the bridge
near the moor \
took his britches
and swore: the best
hoerewaardinnen!
:: 12.19.2021 ::