TO imagine love
:: life ::
when living is this
worthless dead
rose (do restrain)
when soul/mind complains
this wish through heart
then tragically restrained
weeds contain roses(
love) then Springtime
comes: and humanity
shouts sweetly to lovers
with broken hearts:
success is a tear
shed by the greatest lost
of love!
:: 06-29-2015 ::
When we say, “save yourself”
we kiss knowing too well
like when the skies are dark
there’s a sun above
What makes us happy is
when we see rain
and dark clouds
There’s a heart inside
the locked soul of life
And we are so happy
so like when the world fades away
as our fingers fill the
space between the need
of love and I really love
how you rock and roll me
and punk my soul oh dear
Your hair is the color of
night and your eyes the sun
And between the thoughts
a sweet peach upon a branch
that I want to taste if it
makes you happy
:: 06-27-2015 ::
by-
silver waving glass
of ocean ||
you called wet love
?
dancing skirt
flinging flowers
all from hair
all in
m e
-o
uch of an if
& your skin eating
all the light beams
of a horny moon
who is she
no other like
more than I should know
she is more dream than
what more becomes
the true soul-mate
:: 06-29-2015 ::
SOME! To, as by the DEAD
never the golden chest
of a fragile skin for wintry
winds of deepest space!
And by the dead we rest
when time takes our skin
mostly all saved for the few:
who makes the universe!
All in her beauty!
Minds! And words!
And art! And humanity!
THE INDESCRIBABLE
LOVE OF ALL is
THE ZERO of ETERNAL
B E A U T Y
is life 1.61
:: 06-23-2015 ::
WHEN TIME BEGGED FORGIVENESS
JUST a worn pencil
and my heart
on paper wet by tears!
Dear who knew time
was that thief
that took youth away!
That we accept unwillingly
a cyclical passage of
humanity known as life:
which I refuse by all my heart
Love is unperturbed by time
and never ages, dear.
So, my love for you that timeless
stone you hold within your hand
Keep it near, it is all of me
my loving One!
:: 06-23-2015 ::
WHEN the message
fails away
ought the ink
or paper fade away?
No, I say.
Words have lives
and souls eternally
climbing mountains!
Syntax termed:
immortality!
:: 06-23-2015 ::
AND so my love shall we be
the wings of a butterfly
dipping nectar -see?
Shall we gather nuts
as the squirrel does
before wintery days?
I wish — may I?
To be the crashing waves
of any shoreline!
Or the dew so heavy
it collapses the leaf
of a morning break!
So, love, what shall we
be? Doves? To spread
our wings upon the hope
of peace — yes, dear.
That is us!
:: – ::
THAT tear i wish to be
so pure a true drop-see
an innocent expression from me
made peace sad apple bite
my heels; burned in stiletto
but my dress falls neatly
a walk from here
to –> there
And ageless tears see
each frame-flash desired
a numbWe mySoul be
a l w a y s!
I wish a rain to dance within
just me and cloud-thunder
that only an Eye-God sees
What I am inside always!
:: – ::
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