Inamorata |
To be all you can be is to be in you
the deepest areas, tides crash
peaches and cream, rise fast
as tme past
these are the days I watch you grow
moments without you appear to be dry
for my eyes seek&...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 12:44:00 GMT |
Aqua Azul |
The mornings grey
I ask the sun not 2 show his face
nocturnal in me, I fight my awakening
with her I need one more day
with her I tend to want to continue epic activity
the sky cracks and m...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 14:22:00 GMT |
Still Love |
Days turned into weeks
weeks turn into months
months turn into years
years turn into decades
decades turn into centuries
centuries turn into bi-centenial aniversaries
measures of what? Time
we...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 13:20:00 GMT |
Poem |
&n...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 12:09:00 GMT |
Moment in Motion |
Tired, no more
From door to door I find treasure
Wins to rebuild such filth
Wrapped up in quilt like a covered-up dream
I cant get out I stay here hours, months, annually
I smell like trout countless ...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 13:22:00 GMT |
Vulva |
enticed position maped
entrapment did the oppisite of bordem
enlighten ones chance to become vast
intricate participants belong here
images are vivid and vulgor
ink runs as tears dye the sheets
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 11:40:00 GMT |
Haiku:Untitled No.575 |
Exquisite in me.
Live here among me, here, freely.
Enter here and pine.
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 11:34:00 GMT |
