You’re my star, you know who you are…..
Sprinkled candid dishes, lips licked,
dust returns as you did…..
Under gold, you were a old soul….
Now wise, in disguise, you settle
in magical illusions….
Now I see, you were the key that
set me free……
*IMAGE WAS TAKEN BY MY DAUGHTER IN A
AREA CLOSE TO MY HOME*
ON THE SIGHS OF HER WATERED MOUTH, I WATCH HER PEAK,
SEEK, LOST IN MY THOUGHTS……
I WANT HER TO FLOAT SHADOWS ACROSS MY THIRSTY
LIPS, ECLIPSE THE EDGES OF INSANITY, JUST TO CREATE
RIPPLES IN MY MOUTH…….
I BREAK BREAD HERE, WHERE I FEED AND MOTHER
NATURE STUMBLES ACROSS THE CRUMBS, WEAVING,
DRIFTING, CHARCOAL DRAWINGS…..
SILENCE SINGS ME OF THEIR STORIES, WHAT I SEE
THAT NO ONE HEARS……
I WATCH LIFE WASTE AWAY AS MY FLESH GLOWS,
WHERE HEARTS BEAT AND I WRITE THEIR FABLES
IN THE SAND…..
I LAY MY HEAD DOWN TO REST, CLOSE MY EYES,
LEVITATE, LET YOU IN AND BREATHE…….
I WAS INSPIRED BY PERSO~IN~POESIA….THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING A
FAN OF MY GREY……
Thunder presses against the heavens,
a demand to be heard, be felt
on the fingertips of the
rain in a silent plea.
Lightning flashes against His sleeping
face..gentle as the breeze
that blows his expression.
He feels my ache, my
tears whispered against His calm..
He knows, he feels…
My soul yearns for the
person who waits in His
Rage lashes around in a
forbidden dance, my emotion in
the broken beams of sun
that fade against the grey…
Anger wails, and He rests,
Blending with natures fury, sitting
like a God in Summers
Raindrops flutter against His exposed
face, eyes stilled into its
prism, mouth opened taking Heaven’s
He weathers a rainbow in
each dying day…
The sun shines through it’s
glorious rant, and He remains
among the trees, the many
faces that weep at evenings
release, awakening at dawns cleansing
breath, watching the days breathe
it’s many lives.
His face etched in lush
colors, His seasons, the eyes
of each that draws upon
Arched surrender, broken in pieces
of light and dark…
Emerged on the edge, flowing
into the body of the
earth, encased, knowing I am
magic on the tip of
the talismans tongue.
Woven in fine vitality, feminine
lures, gales of seductive voices
tip and toe around me,
dipping, sipping, tasting my aura,
dripping in colored ethereal…
The heavens pour, mouth gaping,
veil released, white, spiraling
on my head, draped, holy
This is my undoing…my
rapture, tethered to my sins,
plumed on purple lips….