I’ll be you
Fingertips stiff enough to shade
Your exact face edible
Mouth battling the painted gesture
Distinctness you passionately possess
You darling trembling ever so scarcely
For this agreeable nakedness decorum
Clever moving to sun
Exhaling souls to sweetly
Rising leaping voices
Their clumsy legs
Hushing kissing silence
For my wrists seeking artist
Cross hatching your portrait depth
Landscape hand slicing curves
Framed poising us rain
Housing instantly intense
Knowing how many I love yous
God thrilled us ecstasy . .
Tag Archives: Dating
Restlessness is me, you see.
I don’t want to be this passionate
With harmonicas fifteen windows high
Joy me forgets of jazz and blues
But dammit I still love you . .
Not your Tina Fey
But if I was
I would torch your ignorant faint
Syrup tinting some sort of charm
For your bookless hippopotamus demise
Secret stomping your mac to apple some life
Liberating your down and ever loading ego
Voice-mailing your senses saved
Syncing your trousers ringtones
But tonight the reality is quite intriguing
I have your thumbing velcroing device
Must not all be SNL
If your are willing to kilometer such drive
Mastering not to pry
But if you quit calling me Tina
And never recharge
Your words with possible brains and I may someday arrive
Dear Friend
Tonight again
Anxiety paddles luxury
Perfunctorily displaying sanatoriums
Underfoot stemming violet sinks
Sinks censoring voices
Your madman joyful roar
Sanity friend composer
Where are you
Your terrible calming notes
Articulating this skeleton jazzedÂ
Fatiguing my nights to dingle
Cornering my thunderbolt memories
Dearest friend without you
Silence serpents me surgeons pain
Scalpel clever dancer rejoicing at my feet
My blood tries persuading charm
Unselfish this distant journey why don’t you
See me see me clear
I love you still
Our beating ancient madness
Draws us to misconceptions
Summon trombones our lighted comforting fate
Dispelling and arranging our hearts to see us
Two stories fumbling to Meet
And there in silence she muttered
Quiet waters of earth
Recess my brain from drought
Summon me to the smell of flame
Giggling marigolds
With python skin virginity
Mouthing whole cherry flesh
For the saffron scarlet riders
Proving color contour
Reverting us to lust
The lingering scripture
Baring dresses nude chime
Quivering rose-hip sheets
For the savoring prelude desire
Relentless unloosen’d as sunsets praying for hues
Sweet air’d living moments
Of divinity consuming hands
Palpating stars to plum
Blackberries body recline
Cuffing tongued orchards to rise
Disposed devoured caress
Claiming summer rain to sea-thrill seasoned current joys
