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You held me in sight
For the first time
I thought I was seeing the sun light
Backing up against the wall through the
Biggest dark night I ever saw
And the tips touched every bit
The vastness took my breath away
I didn’t know the night
Could ever look in such bliss
When all I remembered was when the sadness
Struck me first

The Venetian curtains billow around
Waving their tips so they won’t touch the hollow
Ground
The whisper in their movements
To wield me away
Stuck to their chains
A metal device far too human to be explained
We are not grown-ups
So don’t ask me for a reason when
I decide to break down
And sing sad verses back to the moon

Blessed animus of divine reflection,
You emerged from the depths
Of an ancient shadow
To embrace me in my dreams.
As I swim the oceans of your eyes,
Beauty and self realization become mine,
Adoration flames my trembling heart and
My soul rejoices in the awakening dawn…

When I met you,at last I sew,
Like a free bird, at last I flew.
There’s a strange feeling, that already grew,
I’m hoping that, I wish you knew.

You let me free from darkness,
You ease the feeling of loneliness.
You make me stronger to all my weakness,
You set me free from emptiness.

You, brighten up my day,
You even help me, find my way.
Being with you, is all I can say,
In your arms, I want to stay.

Even though, I want to send,
That my love, will never end.
Maybe,it’s so hard to pretend,
I’m afraid to loose you, as my good friend.

Night Things

Midnight demons slashed her brow,
Rattling undead bones within.
Shards of broken dreams
Trashed her sunken pillow.

On starless moors she feared night things…

The scarlet priestess combed the city,
Searching for her platinum veil.
Adrift at sea the fisher king,
Trawled his net of shipwrecked souls.

Lovers locked in twilight limbo,
All hopes of dawning lost
Till the prince of light blazed into port,
And slayed her fear of night things…

Here are a couple of poems I wrote…

The Outsider

Standing on edge of the neon night,
Tangled in a web of frustration,
A faded reveler riding a broken carousal
Feeds upon the feast of regret.
Neath the rusted eye of the mango moon,
Hopperesquely peering through night windows,
His squalid thoughts bow to the keening zephyr,
Soughing hotly among the cypress.
Remnants of blue swampwater creep rhythmically through
Open doorways of smoke choked taverns,
White lightening kisses in deep purple shadows
Arouse green passions in garbage strewn alleys.
The outsider huddles deeper into the chasm of youth
Gathering the cloak of maturity tightly around him
As his dejected thoughts wither along with his escaping manhood…

Everlasting Love

Our fate was cast by the Gods of yore,
On a perfumed breeze in the morning of time.
Expelled life dust of June’s inception
Resurrected September’s slumbering shadow.
Fleet-footed paramour of the night
Robed in a web of dreams,
Stirring my soul with long forgotten pleasures,
Of our primeval tryst.
Parallel hearts denuded of censure,
Resplendent in adoration
Wed one to the other for time everlasting…

More to come…

Who am I?
This reflection
This image
These feelings.
Do they define me?

I am lost—
Running circles around myself
Until I am in
Such a state.
A state that leaves
Lonliness
Heartache
And other empty words
At my feet.

Who am I?
You cannot define me,
My very image
Screams
Spits
Out multiple versions
Of a girl
I am no longer acquainted with.

Who is this person?
Her face is drenched in years of
Agony
Regret
Mistake
Chaos.

She must leave.
She cannot stay.

Could you stare at the same face while you grow old?
Could you have that person forever to hold?
Could you throw them away and chase a dream?
Could they come apart at the seams?
Would you know?
Could you see?
Do you remember what use to be?

My heart on my sleeve
Weak in the knees
YOU
Blew through my life
Autumn leaves trailing behind
It’s over
This lonely love affair
That only I can recall
It’s over
You are only a memory
of gentleman-like qualities
That ultimately mean nothing
But hurt.

Your form-
Potentially sturdy
Kind & Free
You
to
Me
Unsure yet Talented,
A beacon of light
That I cannot reach,
Beyond my grasp-
Beyond my hopes-
Beyond my dreams.
You are unattainable-
So close to my emotions
Yet so far from
My reason-
My needs.

But I wish it were different
Baptizing me
Daily in the love we’d share
Instead
I stare into the open abyss
Unchanged
Unloved
Unhappy.

A time such as this,
I see wind beneath the waves
It’s such a perfect day
Revelations in the water
Between splashing cascades
Release regrets into the shallows
And smell the air within rain
The clear lake cools my veins
And soothes away my pains.
It’s such a perfect day.