Saturday, September 24, 2016

Inner Sanctum (There Is)

You stand before me
Willing to know what is the base of my thoughts
And wanting to see them in manifestation
I watch you
Longing to see why my gaze upon you
Is so piercing
Yet distant
I feel your energy
You open your mouth to close it again
There is much to be said
And yet no words are spoken
I reach out to you
Taking your hand in mine and tell you
To kneel
You obey in wonder
Our eyes are locked in each other
You see me
But I see into you
You are afraid
Not of what I might do
But because you feel that I
Am not as deep into you
As you are with me
And as you open your mouth
To ask what is going on
I kneel down with you
You are my princess
My wondrous little
And with all that is in me
I look to you
Not as my object
But as my prized possession
You have meaning
There is purpose
We are more than just two beings
With a common bond
Our uniqueness is abstract
Like art painted on acid
Togetherness that is as nontraditional
As oil and water
Yet with each shaking
With each agitation
Our love finds a way
To emulsify
And as we kneel together
And you stare at me in confusion
I take you in my arms
And tell you
That I love you

Tango

Don't stop dancing with me
Don't let go of my hand as we turn
Don't do that
Just trust me
I know that with each step
You want to know that
I'm in control
I will not let you go
You are my balance
With each step
I show you
That there is growth
Fluidity in our movement
Togetherness
I am not in this for myself
No my little girl
Not in this for me at all
For as I grow to perfection
It is not of myself
But with you
Which is why as I lead
I hold you tightly
Because I can only dance perfectly
With you
And as you see growth in me
You will see that I grow
To be a better example
For you
Don't let go of my hand
Don't

Impulsive

My heart is not a stone
And with each breath within each day
It beats strongly with a yearn for you
You are not out of my mind
I am out of my mind with emotion
Thinking of you so much
But still feeling like never enough
I ache for your touch
I feel your fingertips and your breath
On my lips
I'm not just in love with you
I'm in lust and like and infatuated
I smell you near me even though
There are many miles in between us
You may think
I'm not attentive
But
I pay attention to you every time
We are together
To better learn you
I don't take you for granted
I can't get enough of you
So if you don't hear anything else
Then hear this
I'm listening to you always
And the only thing impulsive
About my dealings with you
Are my desires to continuously kiss you
Everyday

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Annual Rotations

Once again
Another revolution around the sun
Completed
Number 36
Times the ten phases of transformation
Equaling the eternal Cypher
As mind grows to build better states of being
To leave a legacy
That carries on
Being in existence before manifestation
God made all things
To in time make me
And for this
I am grateful
The moon glows in the distance
Yet closer than those who promised
To never leave
This is when understanding takes place
For their presence is no more
But their lessons intact
As the warm air of the first night
Fills my lungs
Autumn
When the season changes for harvest
I shall reap from every experience
When the leaves become amber
And the winds blow
The dropping of decay begins
Pay attention to the seasons in your life
And learn how to cultivate your soul
The trees tell the tale of what is
Fall
When the branches show their wisdom
And the kingdom prepares for what is ahead
I shall be thankful
For this season
And the birth of eternal change 

Monday, September 5, 2016

Transfusion

You make love to me
More than my body
But to my mind
More than my mind
My soul
I yield to you
As you to me
Our bond too real
To not feel

Familiar Senses

Waking in emptiness
Pointless thoughts in mind
Eating to survive
Washing to be clean
Existence is not the same
But yet the only remain
That is left to be held
Is her essence

As Nature Intended

I want to take a walk with you
Through the thick branches and
Fully blossomed buds on the tips of
Extended appendages that look like
Fingers made of wood
Let's go for a trip
Tiptoe through the fields of nature
Allowing the snap of twigs be the sound
Of our newly blazed trail
May this be as organic
As our love

Black Mona Lisa

If you saw that you are art
To me
You would not be so inclined
To keep yourself
Behind the frame

Stage

Waking up with a mission on
Strong like a bodyguard
But swift so the body gone
You don't wanna mess on
The last leg you stand on
So it's best
That bygones be bygones
Otherwise you come home
Your life gone
Broad daylight
And so you see
The lights on

Juicy Dreamer

Dreamer
Creamy dreamer
She is more to me than a fantasy
And sweeter
I know of her passion
And to drink
Is delightful

Pillow Talk

I told you
I love you
But the words could not
Be fully manifested
For you to
Know
A whisper
Words
Spoken for you to feel
With each breath
That you
Take
It was not enough
But yet
You gave me a chance
To give you all
That I could
In hope
That you would receive
And be filled
We make love
With our souls
And with our bodies
We reenact that
Which our spirits
Were doing for
Eons
The ether
Of our beings
Etched
In the cavity of
My carcass
Dying slowly
But tonight
We live
As forever you will
In my existence

Soul University

Lessons
Are not always taught
From textbooks
Our learning
Comes from experience
Growing together in union
Understanding each other
In diversity
Adversity
Separating us yet
Even then we learn
Together
How can two
Who love each other so strong
Be so off?
Or so on?
Soul mates
Souls mate
Through time and chance
To meet by fate
To teach each other
Each other

The Howling of the Gentleman

As the moon waxed full
He stood
Watching the clouds roll pass
His energy filled to capacity
His thoughts getting the best of him
For he loved her
But she disappeared
Not from the earth
But from his life
Swiftly as she came
She left
Leaving a void that no picture
No conversation
No memory
Could fill
As the moon waxed full
His breath exhaled heavily
The humidity in the air made his lungs
Feel like anvils
His nails slightly extended past his fingertips
He draws them to his nostrils
And pray for her scent to manifest
She held a place in his heart
That no one could ever grasp
And yet
In knowing this very thing
She became
What he is known as
Ghost
She took with her what he loved about her
Sunshine
And now
As the moon is waxed full
And the clouds begin to blanket the sky
He takes to the form that protected him
All of these years
Not all wolves are evil
Some are more passionate
Than many humans