Tag Archives: #lover

SPIRIT OF PERSONALITY

Look into my heart and what do you see?
floating down unconcerned dreams
the haters caught me / those gaudy
Whiteskins taking us for targets
we nailed them to colored stakes.
and i carried nothing for my crew.
No Flemish wheat or English cottons.

You gave the forger and gave it in
God’s Name — oh, no, so, yeah,
you got the spirit of personality!

Where you from?
“didn’t say.”
They think you put a spell upon me
and my mind’s gone.

OH baby – it’s a beautiful day.
Again. This thing, like a, yeah,
Spirit of Personality.

:: 11.08.2022 ::


MERCY MARY

a passion of darkly cast hooks
screaming my name hey look
black sweet blood
mouthfuls having fits
hauls me through the air

:: 02.26.2022 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXXVI

NATURE states what natural beings
do -=-

that season of pause

between sunrise sunsets, & lastly come?

the tending of maturity’s
sun

:a role berates the youthfulness

of life, then takes a toll

and overworked/ i know i know\

not of spirit but body!

My dying soul.

:: 04-04-2014 ::


THE MORNING ROSE PINK

THE MORNING ROSE pink
love by horizon
to never think as the
mourning devours thought.

For the One who touched
the corners of Earth
but never spoke
hiding tears as ocean.

Pleasing that plead of night
so endured by night or day
pressed lips of confusion
to allow or deny?

The words i saw but never heard
the kindness of all that more
and so then The morning rose
pkin love by horizon.

My dear Adria.

:: 09.08.2021 ::

THE MORNING ROSE PINK

THE MORNING ROSE pink
love by horizon
to never think as the
mourning devours thought.

For the One who touched
the corners of Earth
but never spoke
hiding tears as ocean.

Pleasing that plead of night
so endured by night or day
pressed lips of confusion
to allow or deny?

The words i saw but never heard
the kindness of all that more
and so then The morning rose
pkin love by horizon.

My dear Adria.

:: 09.08.2021 ::

THE MORNING ROSE pink
love by horizon
to never think as the
mourning devours thought.

For the One who touched
the corners of Earth
but never spoke
hiding tears as ocean.

Pleasing that plead of night
so endured by night or day
pressed lips of confusion
to allow or deny?

The words i saw but never heard
the kindness of all that more
and so then The morning rose
pkin love by horizon.

My dear Adria.

:: 09.08.2021 ::


WHAT IS LOVE

There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain
To me you’re like a growing addiction that I can’t deny
Now won’t you tell me, is that healthy, baby?
Now won’t you tell me, is that healthy, baby?

My power and my pleasure;  an addiction…

So “God is here, with you, and in you.”
 There is a supreme and infinite pleasure that fills your heart.
Some languages of love will only permit love as a verb or simply a noun.

You are part of everything; you are not separate from anything.

Everything is part of you; you are part of everything; you are not
separate from anything.

So, i am and should fall large and in light that you shine,
can you see me?  So baby, I compare you to a kiss from a dream
i live every day.  

You may feel your experience of the world is disjunctive – somehow
disconnected. What is the actual nature of our existence? Is it
static, or in constant flux?

Maybe that is just your individual perception.

But we can try to figure it out by seeing how things affect us

  • and how we can do that.

This path we choose is about learning how to communicate effectively
with what we find, giving it meaning, and acting in ways that contribute.
If we are engaged in the pursuit of love in a real, open and collaborative way,
we can witness how relationships change and grow.

We may start with a story, but we are essentially learning how to be a partner.
We can see in our interactions how we are unbalanced, not yet aware that we need to change.
Over time, we discover what we are trying to hide, and begin to open up in our relationships.

The inner change begins with our hearts!

:: 01.06.2021 ::


A LATE NIGHT FEELING

Yes, my love you do realize
I have not touched your soft
skin yet but I have touched
your softer soul? And how
should I lift my Spirit toward
the great distance between us
two? That is a feeling of great
pain but I would gladly share
it with this darkness and all
lost things to hold your hands,
my dear.
But then again, apart we are
but together within heart and Soul:
what touches you touches me.

And if I sing a sad song you sing
a happy one — and if you drop
your precious tears I catch them
within my lips and save them
for your moments of joy.

And what universal player is
this thing we call love?

O sweet song!

:: 12-30-2017 ::


WISH TO BE

WHERE ALL  m i n d s
meet when resting
is where I wish to be!

Perchance   b e neath
a blooming peach tree?

upon the cusp of the lips
of   a smiling clown    or
Y E T
\–/ within the bosom of my
u  n  k  n  o  w   n
lover )0)0) is WHERE I WISH
t o       be!
I   love my   ;;–> better
than you!

:: 06-09-2015 :: rev 1.1


TO THEE I SAY

To thee I say,
what is the most
beautiful poem
That kindles your
heart so brightly

For mine heart surely knows
what brings the morning light
and the sing-song of birds

Before me, I clearly see
such prose —
Your heart, face and soul
is thoust most beautiful poem!

:: 09-19-2014 ::


YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL

you have a
wonderful
smile…
atomic…
the light of a sunset
before it explodes
across the horizon

:: 09-19-2014 ::


A VOW BEYOND TIME

IT took a dream to visit
that grand waiting room
where you stood in regal
where the angels dressed
and powdered your face
and laced those lips
in red-sun blare bliss
my dear you are a dream

And that dew fell-dropped
upon an Earth not from here
what sound I heard yonder
those tunes in a chamber
not from here on Earth
but over-there in Heaven
and I stood a chance?
to dance with this woman

My lover forever dancing
in childbirth and lover
you see an equal here
and dear my heart for you
together we choose each other
and times and fashions pass
but such lovers remain fast
my vow to you forever my love

:: 03-22-2014 ::