A Fire, Extinguished |
A Fire, ExtinguishedThis memory is a happy summer
And this memory is in front of a fire
A wilted blossom now remains in its place
A more rose-tinted view has taken effect
Worlds...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Dec 2009 12:43:00 GMT |
Numb |
Numb
The blood is still coursing
And everyone around me is still remorsing
Light is still shining through the crack in the curtains
The snow is still falling
Waiting ...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Dec 2009 12:08:00 GMT |
Deep Blue Angel |
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Deep Blue Angel....
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I dreamed up all by myself
My own creation in deepest blue
A beacon to match me
A beacon to cast a shadow behind me
Ive written...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Nov 2009 15:42:00 GMT |
La Vita É Bella |
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La Vita É Bella....
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Smooth tasting sanguine is ripping my tastebuds to shreds
A monumental feeling is forcing my biceps off their hinges
And yet...I sit i...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Oct 2009 08:34:00 GMT |
Sandy Twilight |
Sandy TwilightShe shrieked as a crab pinched her supple fleshI bit into her shoulder, more playful than hurtfulRolling in the white grains, pure and soft to the touchThe water caresses the beach like ...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Jul 2009 18:15:00 GMT |
Wine Tasting |
Wine Tasting Gushing down the length of my face White Zinfandel works its way into my gaping mouth A symphony of oaks, berries, honies, leaves and soil Never the taste of grapes of course, that would...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Jul 2009 18:29:00 GMT |
Like A Thief |
Like A Thief Cherry picking in the cement covered fieldsAisles a mile wide, and views second to mostI was sipping from my recycled mochacino coffee cupAnd then you walked into my peripheral visionA bl...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Jul 2009 17:39:00 GMT |
The Sailor's Wife |
The Sailors Wife Blocking out torrid fantasies of pulsing fleshRippling biceps and tensing glutei in thrusting motionShe can help but feel inadequate in so many ways When he comes home, he is more di...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Jul 2009 16:25:00 GMT |
Interim Male System |
Interim Male SystemThirtyseven degrees and elevatingTopless, hopeless and salivatingHalfway through an awkward hourHeartbeat migrating into lower extremitiesSweat beading from our foreheads with affin...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Jul 2009 14:20:00 GMT |
X Corrosion |
X CorrosionThe colluded ideas of the roundtableInitiate the propaganda machineAs the lithe young men inhale blood soaked uniformsWhile the blazing sun speeds up the rotting process The eighth day seem...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Jul 2009 14:56:00 GMT |
