\HAVE regret for nothing by words:
If south were North
then Heaven would burn
Instead the heart should
ponder the mouth
lest words could cut the
cords of souls
–//–\
\HAVE regret for nothing by words:
If south were North
then Heaven would burn
Instead the heart should
ponder the mouth
lest words could cut the
cords of souls
–//–\
TOO TASTE SPACELESS NOW
purple heart hazelnut eyes
a beautiful world
& how they all crawl
upon your skin: a nuclear
field /so i have never had
that much time…, feeling
brain-traffic as you fly
back into space-time; sweet
naughty girl my Emily D.
:: 05.03.2020 ::
ablaze beached-brash dusty flamboyant
fluorescent gaily heart in life by harmonious expectation…
of rejection?!
so harshly my lover; iridescently
in your ways
and at times when the blue jay
hesitates in song — monotone
and muted in love; is when the feeling of
joy turns pastel begging
restrain as the last moments
i have remembered in sepia
as photographs so old they are
red-brown colored;
to have known love so translucent
and vivid — a shade violent!
just too painful to recall
and now all white a washed in
what-WAS and isNOW
:: 07-21-2015 ::