January’s soul
January’s soul lifts dead leaves sorrowful mourn into icy drifts Continue reading January’s soul
The Ecstasy of Rain
Low, the tempest rose to right so ghosts of Winslow dance tonight in harmony with their terrain, call the wind that yields the rain Moving closer through the ley aged visitants ascend to pray to deities forgotten name euphoric and embracing rain Furtively their passions praise as lesser ghosts succumb in waves, whelmed to ecstasy, …
Naked Rain (Original)
Slowing rising into sight The ghosts of my soul dance tonight In harmony with their terrain Call the wind that yields the rain Moving closer to the ground The ghosts that I know, sane and sound Without fear or feeling pain Laughing, naked, loving rain This night so clear, so fresh and crisp The ghosts … Continue reading Naked Rain (Original)
Plain Jane
Point of security paralyzed ten times over, looking past my shoulder searching now for grace Vision of destruction glamorized ten times over, sensing something colder reeling at the taste Object of desire scandalized ten times, ten times, my only thought to hold her and die inside her arms Love is a PLAIN JANE dress, I … Continue reading Plain Jane
Come Christmas
Mistletoe induced the quivers Snowmen incites my shivers Brandy sifts let spirits lead the way Aching for another Christmas day Bobsleds race so fast it’s thrilling By all degree the air is chilling In light remorse at sight of this decay Aching for another Christmas day Eagerness of fashion Frisson fused to passion Awaiting the … Continue reading Come Christmas
Broken Bond
Deny me your bond brush me aside with broad strokes pending promises and your lingering scent Brush me aside paint me any color you want for I am blank & empty palette-less, tasteless and void Continue reading Broken Bond
Warmth & Pleasure
07.04.89 Warmth & pleasure Risen From the dead Black ash stains My skin Sunlight never felt So cold In my naked arms I hold Pleasure Risen From the dead . Continue reading Warmth & Pleasure
Suffer the Bite
began 04.01.89 revised 11.03.01 She runs her fingers through my hair And it feels so strange like a lingering pain That I’ve never felt before Then looks deep into my eyes With her eyes aflame and a lingering pain That makes me look away I have to look away She whispers warmly in me ear … Continue reading Suffer the Bite
Night
02.0?.92 We shared a night, And maybe more Melted minds and melted lips As arms entwine And eyes collide Scented, soft and open… Wide Pleasures of the flesh explored Continue reading Night
You (part 2)
Second in a league of two as lovers pass through steadily I mark them all but readily cede only unto you Continue reading You (part 2)
Surrealism Now 