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How is now living today
within the noose of life
Considering lesser things
would brighten one’s day
FAN-
TI-
SIES
DE-
VOUR
UN-
PLEASANTRIES
Sleep catches the hook
upon which dreams rest
Piercing the back of skin
I dangle in twisting bliss
AN-
GUISH
NEEDS
NO-
THNG
TO EX-
IST
You make this all go away
When your kiss touches my fire
Upon my knees broken glass bleeds
A fine line between pain and pleasure
SA-
DISTIC
NEEDS
BEGGING
PLEA-
SANTRIES
But for now the hiss of eternal night
embraces the fears of my broken soul
Where no man’s land presses my mind
Against a rock and your cold wet skin
LO-
SEN
THE
ROPE
LETTING
ME FALL
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I DID NOT know your name when we met on the train
Destinations like ghosts who have lost their bodies
Onward we rode the rail with thunder and destiny…
Each way station a detour from malaise – save you
Your performance of attitude and cashmere shawl
Escalating your effect upon me – fluid movement
Here comes the revolutionary woman – neoclassic
hair worn natural, loose and flowing fashion
The wealthy Parisian takes the Grand Tour
Your diaphanous soul keeps my bitterness at bay
as you count the clackety-clack of our path
Red lipstick and smoke swirls – the eyes say
In the evening red fire across the horizon
Trees and promontory – raise the glass of red
In my dreams I dream of a tender path – you
The conductor shouts – “all aboard left may stay!”
We two – the only ones, a glace and sensuous grin
fall back upon leather bench and teach a lesson
Roles of feminine persuasion turned upside-down
at odds with social reality – you squeeze the fruit
The devil may care tonight – we ride the rail of destiny
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MANY times more than twice have I seen
the ghosts of family, friends and then…
some whose faces that I did not know
Quaintly, with ethereal elegance they are
silky touch, feather breath, and opal eye
Outside of the tick-tock of father time
It is most inappropriate to ask of them
to state their business or intended pleasure
extend your politeness over scorn I say
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If by wind love blows this way
I choose to sway into bliss this day
and miss the hassel of life
And if fear betrays my path
muster an angel whose strength
portrays my great passion
For life and love
and the woman adored
by my heart forever more
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You have a wonderful smile…
atomic…The light of a sunset
before it explodes across the horizon
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Quito sing the song of my heart!
Between your mountain ranges
the air is light — so high you are!
I watch the lights at night’s fall
Basillica Del Voto in all her grandeur
Sweet Ecuador holds you so dear!
You were born upon the ruins
of an ancient Inca city
I lay my soul at your feet
Sing to me my Andean highlands
Kiss me with your ancient lore
dust my lips — so gently close my eyes
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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
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There are some
Equations
whose solutions are not
based on numbers
but love
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You touched my life
in many subtle ways
this spark you light
gives new hope to me
Quantum states of mind
dance in nonlocal time
Archetypal content
kiss me — so divine
Your love is manifested
in heavenly serenity
that jump from safety
into a pool of creativity
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I MET the devil wearing a sundress — this day in May
she winked at me in a most persuasive way
and asked if I had change for thirty pieces of silver
being poor I only had my soul to offer — this day
we strolled across the river of Life — I almost fell in
nimble and fast, she caught my heartstrings — and said:
“never again do that” — and my eyes bled, my heart caught fire
I beg to be devoured by pleasure than wracked by life today…
She loves me as the Libra that I am – so romantic in my ways
I grab onto the drops of her tears — so swept away this sinful day
The giver who never expects a gift in return –if only for love
When doves die do they fly north or south – remain in place I say
Within my body a magnetic heart — attracts and burns some souls
and crows sing the song forgotten for so long as we dance for days
Twilight burns pavement and heals unborn promises this way
Ice cries and fire smiles all the while we wept as humans in life
I met the devil today — she was wearing the mask I lost in childhood
Asking not what I could do for her — she gave a love — unmatched
Burning fields of daisies as we walked thru the countryside by side
the rains came — the skies moaned and asked for flesh and bone today
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