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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Nostalgic Desire

Nostalgic Desire

My fantasies are dark, dirty
greasy bubbles breaking
over sewer water

Drifting flesh-colored clouds in mind
Pulsing, wet firm pelvic arm
Squirting frenzy and earthquake

Oh, King Volcano
Why do this to me again?

You step forward, then back
I turn the corner, and

Poof!

You are gone
Purple shadows stain the wall

You were there, now gone
You smiled, now frown
You looked into my eyes

Now turn your gaze away
And stay locked and looking
Miles from me

A day without you
Is what I have grown used to
Your hair, your skin,
A fading gray haze

Your thoughts, your words
No longer touching

Your hands have fallen off
Your limbs are tied
You are a sunken stone

Far deep down in
the black ocean
Like sunken treasure
Never to be found

Or like trash rusting
deep underground

I haven't decided
A lifetime is not worth it

Dredging you up from the deep
One second is not worth this thought
Or anything with you in between.


Image Source: Disturbet's Toxic Love

Ocean Wind

The wind is violent,
Knocking, flapping and rustling,
Slapping, tumultuous
Rolling like waves
I am swept
Savoring the mad sea-breeze
Savoring life
Rolling the sweetness on my tongue
Palm fronds slap delicious
A storm is brewing
Ocean spray spits smartly
Birds give way
Mother Nature is respected here
Nothing is contained
To the Queen we all bow and give way
Glance furtively under slit lids
Perhaps her wake, her eye will pass us by
With no more than a slap or tweaked cheek
Her notice, her scornful gaze
Can turn our hearts to waste
Our lives to dust
Our ocean mother laughs at the weak
Barricade of glass
Her tinkling laughter can shatter dreams
But oh, her majesty
What glorious banners she weaves
To trail her horizon is fool’s folly
Her train may wreck,
Her abuses bruise us
But to behold her wake, her glory
Her tresses, her face
Risking defeat and death is
A small price to pay
Surfing the wind, surfing the sun
After all nothing remains the same-
And my life is but a mere passing dust speck
In the mote of her eye
Keep me here fair queen
Bowed by your feet
Please don’t rub me out-just yet
All sadness departs when I hear your music
In the rustling flapping of leaves
The ocean roars and thunder booms
Your symphony oh sweet dear
Your symphony this day
So priceless to pay
Melon rolls sweetly on my tongue
Drops of honey linger-a tart tang
Like a mermaid lying beached upon the sand
Gathering in the ancient hush of the sea
These rumblings of the planet
Sea spray bathing my face
Foam like the spurts of cum
From a loved one
Lovers embrace
The rhyme and song is ancient
I feel a soft hush rumbling lullaby
Sea song siren cry
The rhythm and lull
The beat like sex
An orgasmic crescendo
Again and again-my heart beats in rhythm to hers
The goddess of the sea
Surfing the sun, surfing the wind
Rays like waves splash my face.





Saturday, May 14, 2011

Love is Too Hard

Love is too hard for me

It panics me
I can not breathe


My heart races and leaps

from my chest


Run away!
Get away!


Never look back.

My heart pivots and fidgets
and waits...

wanting you

to beg me to stay



to hold me close
to whisper and warm


Never let go.


But love is too hard for me

I can not accept this

Novel Sensation


I am not sure it is real

or Illusion


Can I touch it?
See it?
Smell or taste it?


My heart is shut away

locked in a box

made of ice


I want your love to melt away.


img src= 'Ice Heart' by B. Niro