With worDs
he…
the worDs
his minD
that forms
in his hanDs
he bleeDs
a sensuous
blenD
onto my ribs
insiDe my lungs
he takes my
breath
enticing his
extent
fire clings
surrounDing
my heart
his worDs
falling in
gloriously
worDs burn
we
me by my aching
hiDDen written
before I knew
he knew
…and this
a beD
of smoky blue
worDs
waDing
waiting
for his
water
sunrise
Dangerous
rise
Month: May 2016
fate’s cloak…
Unexpectedly
as life continues to spin
it changes its trajectory
perhaps it happens
just when you think
hope has disappeared
or wonder if mercy will
ever wake from her slumber
Yet in a blink of an eye
you once again see the
gentleness of sunrise
and saturation of sunset
there among deeply woven
days and nights overlapping
lies oceans of unwritten words
and a thousand storms churning
inside unpainted visions
That is when you realize
they were there
behind you all along
hidden under the veil
of quiet yet brilliant cosmos
sitting high above
where they’re suppose to be
spinning silken threads
of iridescent hues
weaving each delicate strand
inside the fibers of fate’s cloak
a subtle embroidery
mapping the unscripted
fight of two souls
In a flash of a
lightening moment
you can see fate
anticipating their collision
she slips love’s cloaked beauty
from her shoulders
holding it upright
ready to catch in its lining
their hearts cradled landing
The moon and sun light a star
ready to stretch and spread
an intricate web of poetic beauty
and with breathless anticipation
the fastening of hands is felt
as bound together
they begin writing
perfectly romantic
poetry
inquistive of him
writingofM
Would You…
writingofM
retro fit
writingofM
desire…
writingofM
saltwater sorcery
writingofM
unexplainable science…
writingofM
coming of undone…
you take my air
deliver sweetly yours
back to me
can not pretend
I am unmoved
can not help but
fall softly splayed
opened uncloaked
before you
words to spark
an all consuming
library of fire
taking my hand
directing ink aflame
your signature
a sea of dragon fire
surrounding the field
warrior sounds
splitting moutains
parting seas
reaching your ear
claiming the
coming of undone
anticipating…
Anticipation
slow moving drug
snaking it’s way
into your core
circuit board lighted
caressing switches
desiging sparks
should they fly
and connect
weaving inbetween lines
navigating curves
running the rise
spinning sighs
churning groans
burning moans
collecting energy
pooling powerful
prose
waiting
to ignite
to explode
a new universe
