Where is that love that will roll me at
night by candle light-just the two of
us under wondering eyes?
Hold hands, kisses that bend-
where we watch heaven alone as
it yawns…
You wanted to show it to me-your private
thoughts, lost for me to find….
From me to you-forever, then the
sun rose-and still here we are…the
stars and the moon….
Where one chair sits, you added two
to the blue…skies…
I was your sitting still, bothering me
baby, never letting go.
You, wishing you could breathe
for me, loving me one more time…
*I WATCHED THE MOVIE THE CHOICE OVER
THE WEEKEND, WHICH INSPIRED THIS POEM.
PICTURE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST*
Immortality – Henri Fantin-Latour
TAKEN FROM PINTEREST
by Tsuyoshi Nagano
Anton Raphael Mengs (German Bohemian, 1728-1779). Hesperus as Personification of the Evening, ca. 1765 (One of an ensemble of four paintings with personifications of the times of day). Palace of Moncloa, Madrid
TAKEN FROM PINTEREST
Robert Van Vorst Sewell (1860-1924) – Night Nymph
Born and raised in the Czech Republic, Alexey Terenin
Japanese-born artist Chie Yoshii, currently based-in Los Angeles, explores the fascinating world of mythology in her painting series…
For a time I am broken, heart swelling, welling because
i couldn’t be what you wanted and you couldn’t be what i
wanted….
So many tears have stained, gained my face, but, i
feel, and won’t be ashamed.
My veins travel wobbly now, a path uncertain,
but, only for a time….which soon shall pass…
Are you…wanna be my fuck boy, toy?
To turn the moon blood red while giving you
head?
I’ve always known love was not for me, you see….
Can I straddle while you paddle…..me…..please…..?
I’ve dreamed of you a million times until you finally
become real, my thrill….
I want to become soppy wet, my pet as your
fingertips pretend to drift on bliss as my eyes
roll back, riding you, if only your mother knew…..
Between the pews we play instead of pray as
God watches, cusses….
So long and lean, your hands run red as you trace,
heart race, meeting blue skies and tied dyes…..
I run in fields of gold, flowing through pink flowers,
as we blend, bend, taking you deep, playing for keeps….
Mouth on me, stirring Heaven in my veins, insane…..
I gush, rush, and I don’t want to be saved….
You, the sunlight, me, your dark dream….
I wonder what you would sound like when you come,
would you say my name in shame…..stay
hard, in charge….?
We, sinners, having each other for dinner….
I wipe my mouth, eyes meet, famished all over
again…..
I wear two hearts around my neck,
one is mine, and one is yours, the one
i am still trying to find….
I’m not sure what to say here, dear….
You see, I’ve been hearing this song…
Every step you take, make…just for
sake, but i don’t believe in coincidences…really?
I don’t want to do….this…again….
You hurt me!
I feel light headed, feathery…
I don’t want to be a slave for you…do you
have a clue of my blues?
I believed in fairy tales, and
angel wings….life and death….
Maybe, I need to hold my breath,
would you come, save me?
Not sure with this thing we call life, what
is real, the deal….
Illusions dangle like diamonds, making promises
to sparkle always, and, I, just grey rainbows…not sure
which color to wear today…..
Not sure what to feel….bill….
Maybe, in the end, I was your test, and you
failed badly, sadly….
So, what do i do now that you are on my mind,
never left, always there..ready to tell stories or
the truth…?
Is there a ending…with us..with this….?
Every step i take, you’ll be watching…..
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