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The Eternal Thirst of Immortal Love

Though you are weary of the night,
I crave your presence, to my soul’s delight.
Our forms entwined, by fevered moonlight,
In passion’s throes, we meet in the twilight.
The air is thick, our skin drenched in mist,
Yet still, I hunger for your fatal kiss.
You consume my heart with each fleeting sigh,
And from your veins, I drink till I fly.
Yet no matter how deep the crimson runs,
My thirst for you can never be undone.

The world is mine, a prize of fate’s decree,
Won in a contest of chance and destiny.
But what care I for such trivial gain?
The spoils of fortune, to me, are vain.
I confess, for all the treasures I possess,
They pale to the taste of your sweet distress.
You ravish my heart, with every breath you give,
And still I thirst—forever I live.

:: 10.05.2024 ::

La Soif Éternelle de l’Amour


NEVER BELIEVE IN DEATH

I knew you in my melted golden fields
(so give me your hands upon my face)
I knew you in my fields of youthful bliss
i crumbled in tears too
i stood tall then fell eagerly
to remember how i helped you to escape
but you left me in ashes // together\\
i knew you in my melted golden dreams
(so give me your heart upon my soul)
I knew you in my eyes of sightless hope!
i drowned so far away from you Oh!
I knew you i knew you!
i knew you and so i cried remembering
how death touched our love –~ A flower
within a thing of thorns that never says
how, “i knew you in my melted golden fields”
(if this life is not worth living i give
it to God if the devil doesn’t catch it)
and don’t cry sweet lover — it’s never
the end of our smiles and happy times
and the fire eats everything good
but that’s no way to live — living i say
i have so good the memories of you
baby you gave me a life i never knew
and i knew you within my melted golden fields
so give me your hands upon my face baby

:: 09222015 ::


SPRINGWOMB KISS

she took me inside
her thought
i ate the darkness//
my heart shared a milk-
shake tart-kissed
the stomach scar where
my life died inside
the umbilical cord
word of her
SpringWomb kiss

i sit and wish
i could express
the bliss of you
my voice-slit
so the snake
could slither
into your
darklit heart

From womb
to tomb
i surrender
my life
your hand
rocks the crib
of my youth

from bloom
to hedonistic
doom i love you

forever jasmine
my botanical
toothed love

my forNever
Springwomb Kiss

::  10-11-2014 ::


DEAD OR LIVING

QUIET SPACES kissie comfort
spiral-pain touch tickle
blood reaffirm a memory
life is what you live
Seductress enters dream
mixing tonics skin-liquid
thirsty-soul drink-hungry
higher mind slap-shit you
Choir boy suffer stiff collar
dead one endure post-life
love ones shun past-memory
so thick process-life
makes you wonder
— who is better off
dead or living

::12/26/2013::