no longer
angel of the morning, angel
no longer
goodbye goodluck girl
no more
electric demons breathing fire
Monday, September 04, 2017
You had a hold on me right from the start...
Nirvana et le petite morte
she'd reach, intense the touch
always too deep perhaps
though the surface dwelt
fire tactile and free
boundaries predetermined
This is not unlike the others yet
underlying there is a stillness
calm her heart beats
fire not but embers glowing
caged, her heart thrums
no bounds she knows
into the mouth of madness
toward the unknown falling.
"I say I don't love you, but you know I'm a liar" ~ The Pointer Sisters, Fire
she'd reach, intense the touch
always too deep perhaps
though the surface dwelt
fire tactile and free
boundaries predetermined
This is not unlike the others yet
underlying there is a stillness
calm her heart beats
fire not but embers glowing
caged, her heart thrums
no bounds she knows
into the mouth of madness
toward the unknown falling.
"I say I don't love you, but you know I'm a liar" ~ The Pointer Sisters, Fire
Monday, August 28, 2017
la dolce vita
we stop to eat slowly
words and more words
laughter and more laughter
film forgotten on the big screen
not three feet away
relegated to the odd glance
until sleep beckons and flesh
is too tired to think after
hours lingering, touching, legs akimbo
hours of fingertips falling gently
living la dolce vita
she slips into the halflight
hand on slim hip spooning
Tuesday, August 15, 2017
drunk on kombucha
drunk on kombucha
early in the day
or is it love?
the admittance of a
quite probably high
and hefty crush
lingering...
Her inquiring heart wants
to know…