LOVE-SWEET word beauty-laced
it sends me to another place
holding onto your tender wing
cloud-punch a hole into the blue
where are you taking us
— is it to that spot?
where lazy angels play
are we to sing with the harp?
Love-sweet word beauty-laced
giving me more than all I want
whispering honey dew unto my heart
kiss me ocean-sky lips so sweet
I see the place past the-beyond
over the rolling green hills
and through the gate into your arms
::::
When I —
sing into that night
alone and lonely
you’re there
but not in body
but my mind says so
and I reach out
and touch you
but you’re skin
betrays my touch
There’s frozen
eyes in my mind
nothing can
bring me down
not your pain
or mind —
and nothing
seems to kill me
no matter how hard
I try to taste
the love of you
Pain and delight
bring me — down
Love and pain
bring me —
your soul tonight
You’re everything
I need this night
you’re everything
I need in life —
nothing can break
me at all
I accept the fall
You’re everything
I need tonight
You’re everything
I need in life
I give you everything
I need
I give you everything
I own
Let’s give it the all
and let it be our fall
Nothing can break us
if we’re in the inside
love is all — be all
…
My DEARLY loved one
there truely
are no words
that expression
god-smack love
that smittens
the best of us
to express
such feelings
that betray
our mask
of hidden
expression
My nature – so low
compared to Mother’s
love — what you need
I lack in my given
To believe that gulf
can be bridged —
is more than I know
but I try and so I do
in all I say and think
I always truely think of you
Let fire and ice
burn and freeze me
but never disbelieve
What my words
–that I try to express
To you love
love always
for you
— forever…
::{}::
DREAMY winter singing winds
— I hear their chorus tonight
As laughing tendril-finger snows
click and dance in dipping ice-flows
upon my furnace-spice lips
What B-flat notes are tripping
running — stripping
across key-minor hearts…
Oh, so vying are your spasms
— my destined lust-bombs
exploding fire
— blue and green
reflection across the frozen
river of our hearts…
Comes the ice
and mixing fire
into the cauldron
of our lives
–::–
TENDERLY with touch
–soft drops
of loving tears
you speak to me
in ways words
cannot convey
soul-journey stare
into my eyes…
gingerly stirs
soup-passion
within the fire of my
hunger-lust despair
::-::
AND WHEN I’m within
your warm and gentle arms
sing me to sleep
hush my baby —
close your teary eyes
Don’t try to awake me
you say —
because I will be over there
in the land of bliss
and I love you — you care
I won’t disturb your paradise
but only need some advice
what will it take to awake
when you’re gone and I’m alone
Hush my baby dear —
have more than faith
and don’t you fear
love is as it was…
and shall be with your heart
Sing to me
lullaby
so I can live
and cherish
the heart God has given
Sing to me
Sing to me
Sing to me
Loving care
for our hearts
and damn the world
:::::
I GIVE TO YOU my feelings
upon a silver platter
Which feeling you choose
to devour is up to you
but choose carefully
there are so many tasty bits
to savior and consume
;;–;;
AND WHO is that child that runs
through the forest in day or night
and picks the flowers by your path
sometimes even within the rain
a shower — then rainbow he climbs upon
The gold never ends at the bottom
but lays on top — the world to see
And who is that child that cries
when the pain and suffering
does seep between the window pane
the world — our world — he feels
without his eyes but within his heart
and thoughts and colors bursting pain
the Council watches from other-there
The child of light and brighter days
The child of light and brighter ways
Come unto us child, and bring your kind
++()++
I CUDDLED my emotions
when fear brought me roses
and knew that such ways
— as me
can play an instrument
— psychosis
Simpler to just praise it all
the good and bad
— and sad and fears
an occasional bottle
— of broken tears
then to wrap it up
and embrace the birth of death
++()++
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