I swear White blinded nothing
my heart Is full of Remembrance
it is the birth of the lost soul.
Of bee be. A white clothe
mysteries of : the children
eating sun so pleasantly
I walk the long path
I was never-child
:: 08-20-2015 ::
I swear White blinded nothing
my heart Is full of Remembrance
it is the birth of the lost soul.
Of bee be. A white clothe
mysteries of : the children
eating sun so pleasantly
I walk the long path
I was never-child
:: 08-20-2015 ::
BE so
winds
So gentle
be me : mystery love
or lover Be then me
So stronger than
: A congress of
elders who dream
knowledge — we
are the open eye
— let old hearts dream
and come with me
— too many secrets
to say!
:: 08-20-2015 ::
THE shouldest wind. My never dream I should
held
//–ME. I might then should. Did Dream.
Cold coal::coals. Time hammer now into
a brilliant thunder of what’if’s that stun time
–where all flesh become amazed age
–welcome to life.
The elder generation adores you
that we are you. Once. And now.
(A whispered mystery)
:: 08-20-2015 ::
it is the tiny feet
that follows love
the gentle touch
of tender hands
that create immortal
monuments of
love and art!
we are god’s eyes
a sparkled apple
of children laughing
in His vineyard of
Creation
:: 08-20-2015 ::
I could not without deepest
expression explain love
through life it burns me
a mystery of unknown country
my deepest feelings
that the world never knew
my deepest wish:
all people feel a heart that
beats for everyone
is my deepest expression
of LOVE
the world I knew & loved.
:: 08-20-2015 ::
If when winds gently spoken
Simple broken when’s time
if as I wished /I too dream\
I loved once or many times
a vastness I cannot express
then when now human
I say: too ignorant to express
pure beauty but I wish to try!
it is: a dying wish to be
L O V E
:: 08-20-2015 ::
FLESH on flesh
so lovely!
Soul on flesh —
a HORROR!
Kiss me and
let’s forget
our past.
:: — ::
the most beautiful art
is the lung expressing
air to the vocal chords
then magic happens
:: 08-13-2015 ::
baby breath ah, baby breath
like sherbet skies
smells so good i’m goo
like melted sun stripped
sidewalks in july
ah, mother comes here she comes
she looks so good so good
like i know she would
with a light-like sun
inside her heavy bosom
when baby breath coo
when mother woo
they all seem so good
ah, when love knocks me
down like melted sun stripped
sidewalk july’s
everything’s so bright
everything’s no shame
everything no freezer burn
everything so right
on sun-stripped sidewalk july’s
:: 08-20-2015 ::
Got a throat parched by life
a dry tongue stick //
got a road i’m riding on
dusty-eyelid vanish you
like a magic trick
a dry tongue stick
like an entourage of sick
ghosts limping wick
burning baby doom
burning baby boom
a dry tongue stick
i’m so sick —
catch the sun to dry
all inside my fire
it’s a heart: my heart
like a dry-tongue stick
going to make it stick
so cool but incendiary
heart(it’s my heart)
i could stir you like
a bloody mary-eye
it’s got to be a doom-
boom throat parched life
—a dry-tongue stick
:: 08-16-2015 ::
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