Friday, February 17, 2006
Sweet Suicide
She's sticky sweet, won't leave me alone. A clingy girly girl arrogant to the thought, selfish to the bone. Her name is suicide and she could care less for me or anyone. She's visited me before and only talks about herself. She tells you to forget the details and leave it all up to her. She promises...
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Haven
Sundappled glades reflected in your eyes, a harmony of sandalwood thoughts rise like a prayer. A secret desire, now a thread binding us in a connection of beauty. Primal ripples once in chaos hold no power. The intricate love-making between reason and emotion finds us in holiness. Two vessels...
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Wildflower in the Wind
So many colors and floral patterns surely must call out your name. Don't their contours and whispers bend you toward them with ease, maybe even anticipation? I sit on the sidelines and observe it all, realizing I am just one among many. Nothing unique or utterly amazing here, just a simple...
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Morning
Coiled, raven skies spread their wings now across a slated horizon. The sun attempts to break the black magic spell of morning. I stare into the vapor rising over distant trees, fine-grained bark hidden in a dark gray veil. The expanse of air reaches up, competiting with high branches to tear open...
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Thursday, February 16, 2006
I wrote this one a long time ago when mad at love and broken promises.
Cupid's Carcass On the road of bones we walk in pride. Cupid was poisoned by his own filthy arrows. The little demon in his red and pink, was asking for it, if you ask me. Cupid's carcass makes nice cobble stone decor. His wings, a nice tapestry against the cliché sun. All those hearts he wore were...
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Coven of Love
I search within the coven of our exchanges, the secret knowledge unspoken, the timeless craft of kisses, the sacred deities of our thoughts... and there is magic indeed. Not one contented by mystics, but one consumed by lovers. Here we shared our chants of love talk, our spells of touch and...
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The Water
Posed as a daisy, but I have thorns like a rose. I'm smooth as a baby's bottom, with skin as thick as a sailor's chin. If you want to see who I really am, look at your own reflection in the water... I am the water. (written a year or so ago)
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New Birth
Radiant answers to unspoken prayers. Loneliness lifts, dissipates, dross no more. Golden tongue sharing celestial glory northern star glittering down on me like diamonds on midnight rivers. I cannot mourn for my heart is impregnated with the birth of new roses in bloom, universal bestowment the...
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First kiss
I find the cosmos in your eyes, reflecting, shifting changes, marbles of time moving in sync and purpose, turning to water, seasons cycling into patterns of light. Night has a voracious hunger, mermaids dance and frolic in the sea. Portals made of passion lead us to realms of visual delights Skin to...
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On the clouds
I enter through a beacon passageway on the borders of a faraway land. It is marked with cobblestones wildflowers, towers and castles. Exhilarated by an awakening of light coming from within my being, I perch myself on the highest rock. Here I wait for my companion, an apprentice to the angels, whose...
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