prose poetry
My soul floated on an ocean of tearsAs my heart drowned of bloodFrom all the pain I gathered trough the yearsI was killed, my senses were brought numbI’ve lost the people that I cared forDeath took two, my immaturity engulfed...
To oblivion, my soul did succumbAs a heartache made my senses numbMy mind was prevaricated, whirled, and was lostI was taken away from the one I love the mostTo him, I bestowed my fidelityYet he knows he is just a...
The sun shall never compare,to the warmth soaking in her skin.His probing eyes gently staring at her,drowning all her fears within.His touch, his sweet smile,telling her everything will be okay;Like it has always been,an eternity ago.His hand perfectly fitting hers,clasping...
This alley cradles my soul in the solace of its darknessTossing my knife, playing with it, with no mark of kindness.My eyes reflect the devil’s own, full of wrath and lies;As soon as I release my grip from this, I...
Songs of Seasons from the Past
"Love is singing in our senses"
Hear the melodies of seasons from the pastHum along the verdant pathways in my mindSubtle tempers of the yearsThat may echo with a chantingWith ballads of gentle cooing in my ears WarblingPurring with seduction in my earsLike the insects They are chirpingThey are whirringAs I listenAs I hearHeeding all the soothing callingThey are...
In huckleberry wine they soared Serenely and rhapsodicallyAmong the gracefully delectable scents of lavenderTripping in pulchritude laden steps of blissSinging out melodically trembling notesSpinning stunning arabesques of wonderSipping ambrosial offeringsFrom the goblets of the godsTouching handsFingertipsBeatific smiles of serenityTo the veneration of all future desiresTo the celebrationOf elemental intoxicationTo the fruitionOf transcendent acceptanceIn huckleberry wine
That Thing I Do
"You know that thing I do"
You know that thing I doYou know that thingThat sets your heart to beatingThump...thump...pounding pulseIn time with mineThat sets your legs to tremblingShake...shake...shivery quakeIn time with mineThat sets your breast to heavingSigh...sigh...shuddering breathIn time with mineThat thing I doSo often when you writheSo close to...
The Simple Wondrous Touch
"Simply touching is all we need"
My darling at my side, she feels my giddy pride,The singing of the wheels a serenadeAs the touch of mystery joins we two together once again,Double digits frolic... who knows where or when.Mariachi music infuses the air with lighthearted mirthfulWhimsy,With...