THERE is an art
between the green
lush fern-meadow
dripping wet
and on the ground
swirling pond
A melancholy-lust
burstin g kis
s
such desire have i to jump
across
Monet’s Nimphee and
into that mist!
Monet, paint for me the love
you see
and cast your brush across
the sea of the
land and salt within my heart!
:: ~ ::
I should have spoken clearly
(i am never eloquently-tongued)
with blue skies singing,
‘i am the smallMouth’
and so-i like when the sun moves me
expressing light as nature
that moves mysteriously away
from humans whom i love
scattered by exquisite thoughts
the giantSmall meets this
smallGiant heart i captured just
today! The brilliance of love!
the remembrance of romance
She sat upon a bench with
a single rose within her tender hand
: where i am is where she is
where love-Bursts frozenKisses
across the burning sun passion
exploding exhilarating us!
i am too –this love we share
my eternally-everywhere!
:: ~ ::
“WHEN naked,
you are so smooth,”
said the brook with many stones.
So chirped the sparrows
and roared the bears!
Then the skies spoke, “pitter-patter,”
as drops of stones upon my hands.
What I’d like to see: a trickle of
sweetness like the rain upon the
smooth curves of my lover’s heart.
If we settle down we must prepare
a feast for gargantuan fears
Lest we men and women be alone
upon the beaches, sitting
and shifting their gazes with hands
upon the sea’s clouds or the quietness!
:: 01152016 ::
MY beautiful nothings
whom which i have held
Sometimes
In)great PAIN
somethings
which heart has
given: all of my–> ME!
oh! so throughout ignorance
which disappears me
as love sometimes become
vastness of hurting!
i hold the rose-stem
which is firmly strong
and smells like our love
remembering what life
means!
:: 01072016 ::
I was laying in the grass so tall and smelled so well. Yes
the lazy clouds slipping across the cellophane
membrane of God’s eyelids, He smiled down upon me, and birds
and motes of dust orchestrated music in motion
and I was taken to an easy moment, just a silent paradise
and lady bug crossed my chest and laid her sexy self-down,
the butterfly too; all of God’s nature upon my soul and then
the lady came walking in foot-loose sandals, there were flowers
in her hair and stars within her eyes and ladybug rolled her eyes
saying, “not again.” The grass swayed each move to her hips
and I sighed. God, “if He were a lady, this is her walking up to me.”
And I lost my mind! I said Lord good\\ She blew my mind and she,
fine vine, kissed my lips, so high upon my mountain-hop top.
She took me to a place, where the birds speak angelic words
& fish sing and water paints //love is a food and you never get fat
upon her heart. Oh girl you make me make me lose my mind
The Ladybug says so good, and kissed me goodbye &
left a note and a bottle of wine!
And I lost my mind! Ladybug my sweet thing!
Black and red dream love you no matter what
but this lady – makes me lose my mind!
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