AND sometimes i will not
ever be that for you
If staring at me you will
see life round-tightly my
eyes ; a driver called
‘misfortune’ watching its
meter as i stare out the
mobile cave upon vibrating
cilium realizing your heart
is shaped paramecium!
The interesting unicellular
ciliated protozoa lover
– a predator-prey love!
:: 07-03-2015 ::
AND so the lonely road going
nowhere to-ever and through whistling
a love ballad badly through loose teeth
meant anything behind the wheel
my heart grips it tightly like the aching
need of a lost lover who made me coffee
in morning before sunshine was
swept beneath lying carpets
did i tell you? especially when you
made me popcorn perfectly
the many smallBIGs of what i lost
:: 07-03-2015 ::
My longest morning begins
without you
The cherished sun-smile
that hides with expectations
the cloud bellows white
the sheets wet by fitful
dreams of losing you
WHEN did moments charge
in blood? And between spaces
bent fingers reaching for you?
Oh where, where is this “YOU?”
My passion
larger
shrinking)
dearest love
Perhaps a heart caught
in the throe of passion
a bluejay egg within my
throat!
:: 07-03-2015 ::
It is so long since i have felt
summer and smiles
with rolling wheels upon
pondering dreams when
was is more than then
the What/Is my own
mystery lost to the Ages
so long since I have
been
someone to love
with warm heart
what is never meant
can sometimes be
you and me
:: 07-03-2015 ::
WHEN i move i give most sincerely
all sweet attention to you
the great beast of Time is empirical
watching hearts and so i move
just for love
and only you
and the criminals called moments
steal seconds just for love;
they know you
because i am their inmate
in this cell called ‘life’
:: 07-03-2015 ::
COME with me let us dream
together forgetting whatever! What never
transposed fear upon the thick ledger of life!
COME with me
let us scream
forever vetting clever lies
a pine nut cut — that never grew
that I believe in dreams::mostly with you!
:: 07-02-2015 ::
GOD dead
and devil sent
to bed
If your heart’s true
then shall you come
to me within
this heart of mine?
A house built by
my hand-Soul
with the many spacious
rooms of my Spirit:
moves me twirling like
the cyclone in my mind
Sweet lover of my life-
time: come unto my
wonder(all of you)
this be the magic
at last || loving peace/./
:: 07-02-2015 ::
YOU bury me
a love so deep
no imagining
life without you
A heart so like
songbird song
baku-shan:
not me and no,
not a feeling of
first falling
in love with you
So gretchenfrage!
I’m true and faithful
true to you —
and not cavoli
riscaldati!
:: 07-02-2015 ::
A butterfly sang
wingingly above
the lake of tonight
singing “so love the
firefly” and dipped
a tip of wing into
the heart of you
And the stadium of
ripples applause
all love and life
— too /the dark
stormy clouds of
all your thoughts\
You don’t love me
:plainly seen within
the space of your
eyes; unlike these
stars tonight
And if I can I should
forget you and still
love how the butterfly
sang: “You love me
my dear, so plain
and I keep a taste
of nectar just for
your heart my love”
:: 07-02-2015 ::
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