& sweet humming these smiles
cascading waving waters
in your lovely eyes
bell toll’ng in wishes
on some(like) green Irish Earth
splattering echo’ing lust
their Arms are not long as mine
those dreaming armies of mine
where i should have/not-had stepped
accord of peace
my lover.
We said pain
felt thing that has no name
but we tried
now i know war is a heart
that never stops bleeding
until you Remember:
once we loved
:: 08-22-2015 ::
WHEN better
laughter
that carved sun
this piece
i gave yourful
larger of my
smallest heart!
should you smell
the pink-rose
of my heart:
humble A
thunderous
whenWONDEROUS
pieces of little-
ME we rained
feeding greenery
forgetting hearts
–my soul pulls a
thunderCloud forever
towards missed love
life toward walking
wet roads of Spring’s
l i f e
:: 08-22-2015 ::
i broke my arms fighting summer
to never leave me
smiling was never the color
of this sky’s eyes bleeding which i ate
dreaming beneath this oak tree
wishing –>wished my breath
was mother nature’s weakness
then maybe whether or not
weather or naught my love’s passion
could have brought
nut meg and red roses in
wintery white-days//i adore
yourself and simply there are
no words to describe you:
but feelings are perfect
knowing you ~~ a perfect kiss
is still a kiss//a kiss still
a kiss
:: 08-22-2015 ::
Glass windows sun-sparkled smiles
Sunday stroll through city streets
leashed dogs white and pink pumps
strollers a’ cooing babies
this is the life of the fifties
Come take my hand
where we go no one knows!
Come take my heart
where we go cupid knows!
oh me, oh my! silently little
blue frog in the corner
of a soda shop (beaten terribly
by shoes across the walk)
feeling how your voyage is from
a NeverWhere to now(brusied)
to see such a lost little thing
wishes i send packaged in hugs
confetti-bursting kisses all upon
you! And everyday seems a little
longer — love a bit stronger;
for true love to come from me
little blue frog in a silent corner
i am a bit like you wishing love
sending flies your way little lover
and come what may — a true love?
glass windows sun-sparkle smiles
on Sunday stroll through city streets
surely love will come our way
:: 08-28-2015 ::
IN all of my wishes
there are just dreams
of all those kisses
wishing we are one
missing bridges built
by lonely hearts
If you must remember
remember this;
a heart has wings
it must fly and so
i wish towards you
and if i could sigh
from a heavy heart
full of passion
and two hearts as one
i say all my wishes
were more than just
dreams
:: 08-28-2015 ::
undeclared emergency i’m no longer
breathing air in a world of hurt
such urgency i see none surviving
so this is the end of a world
drowning in such misery
it’s the apocalyptic emergency
a dirty nasty biblical story
where women and children perish
it is a mystic insurgency
the beginning of all endings
when air becomes fire (i’m no
longer breathing air) in a world of hurt
such urgency i see none surviving
:: 08-24-2015 ::
IN impossibility we glanced
many-twice? There. In the
moonlight we now see as
morning-lit regret?
never me
? of you a mystery
wishing i dipped the cup
of my life within your stream
–the Never-be
so there, we are all alive
: we/us fighting for love
and the dead? What do they say?
silly fools! All of you!
the little children of life
hopscotch skipping hearts as
though they are games!
:: 08-22-2015 ::
WHEN better
laughter
that sun carved
this piece
i gave yourful
larger of my
smallest heart!
should you smell
the pink-rose
of my heart:
humble A
thunderous
whenWONDEROUS
pieces of little-
ME we rained
feeding greenery
forgetting hearts
–my soul pulls a
thunderCloud forever
towards missed love
life toward walking
wet roads of Spring’s
l i f e
:: 08-22-2015 ::
forever if you ever
say you’re leaving me
standing on this station
seeing a whisper taking away
the light of these skies
this is my last heartbeat
this is the one where i’m
so just out of your reach
and we fly away
i am the word upon the bird
‘s wings singing
sweet memories
the tears of steels
making the soul scream
:: 08-22-2015 ::
& sweet humming these smiles
cascading waving waters
in your lovely eyes
bell toll’ng in wishes
on some(like) green Irish Earth
splattering echo’ing lust
their Arms are not long as mine
those dreaming armies of mine
where i should have/not-had stepped
accord of peace
my lover.
We said pain
felt thing that has no name
but we tried
now i know war is a heart
that never stops bleeding
until you Remember:
once we loved
:: 08-22-2015 ::
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