fingers caress my lips in remembrance
Smooth glide
Cool and warmth
Pressure pushing me to the memory
Night blossoms around
Tongue tingles with the taste of her
Arms remember the curve of back
The boop of nose
Swirl against arms
Lightning storm cascades
Sparking fire
Spine ripples
Shaking
Yearning for the taste of her
Her eyes alight with stars
Poems
Retreating light fades to blue
I woke to a city of mists
Crumbling edifice and haunted winds
Slow erosion and echos
Minutes reverberate on
Chasms open
Built future breaks down
All falls away
Breaking off
to new paths
I woke to a city of ghosts
What was
Broken
What is
fades
What will be
Unseen in the fading light
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Waking from a dream in hopes of finding reality
The buzzing empty of a too full cup
No room for words spilled out in lemon frosted sweet nor deep bitter coffee
Diaphanous ponder lips kissed through with the shattered dream of a storm looking for a friend
Deep sadness pulls deeper into a heart bottomed out
Her head on my shoulder
A memory pulling upward against the weight of the spin
mine in a way that makes surface tension hold all together
Quiver and waiting to burst
Hard to know what words to say
When I’d say them all
Starburst bright
Liminal state of a collapsing star
Hand clasped in mine
And lips pressed softly to palm
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Enough blood and pain to drown a nation
Lost myself in a fantasy
Where all was equality
Wake to a world without
Cast a whole worldview into doubt
Clay falling away from feet
Scales from eyes
It’s time to rise
And take control of the dream
One day soon
For the future
Not some mythic illusion
Of pasts false reflection
Greatness based on perception
Hard to see who you’re stepping on
When your head is looking for a horizon
This reasonable revolution
Accountability of public perception
Crying for the promises of privilege
Exposing the corruption
Seeing the body America
Turn over and smell the rot
Maggots feasting on long dead flesh
Cut away our delusions
Remember ideals and not the realities of them
Bigots, Monsters, and Liars
For one moment gave in to idealism
Slice up the foundation
Look to the building
A future for looking
An all seeing eye that was once willfully blind
Raise up arms and voices
No more standing by
Standing silent
(A call to arms of the seemingly unaffected
False safety because you’re protected
Take up arms or be ejected
Useless casings without the powder to burn
If you aren’t angry
You’re still sleeping
Time to wake up before you find
Your Bolivian smile
We hear privilege and say we haven’t been handed anything
Anything but safety
Anything but the benefit of the doubt
Anything but the automatic acceptance of competence
It’s easy to be
When you live in a echo chamber
Reflections of the predator
Decrying the unfairness of being treated like prey)
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Cross bent lovers
Love is not a thing I know how to make
It flows from me, encases like a cocoon
Hardened shell waiting for going slow
To become now
Until burst forth as chrysalis shatters
Though, truth be told, not much visible change had occurred
Rather rewrite the inside of my brain
No longer drowning in depression
Brain still sad
Eyes still crying at times
But not looking for a way out in the explosion of brain and teeth
Not looking to jump into the sharks mouth for one last thrill before the bite
Reworked change but of the heart and mind
And what may seem at odds
every body responds to different triggers
It’s easy to wallow in the flowers of touch bloomed ecstasy
But more, to discover each nerve, each pressure
To make of us a discovery
Revealing beauty
Exposing us bare
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Break the world
Love is an emergence
Not a fall
A discovery of heart and connection
A wiping away of the scales
The pretense of separation to see the whole
Love is a tapestry woven complete
Without interruption
Not touching all souls but touching many
The faint echos and plucked chord melodies
Love emerges from silence
From noise
Demands to be known
And though pain may follow close on its heals
The truth is
All revelation has a price
And just as a cost is paid
May a lesson be learned
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Falls the leaf
An old man
Drinking unquaffed dreams
Razor bled
Stitched thread
Puzzling pieces
Tongue tied and delirious
Hearts broken so easily
Last memories trickle
Smoke from tired lungs
Burdens too easy to carry
Easier to stay buried
Modeling desires off of wanton dreams
Hoping tomorrow will bring
Awakening
Some paths forward
Die before you can take a step
Others just this steady heartbeat
Tying to a dream
Say never forget
Until I’m forgotten
Everything you wanted
Excepting the want of wanting
Simple paths smile
As the vines die
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Rhapsody in minor
One note rings out crystal and clear
Whole histories and promises in it
Tumult and peace
Beauty and destructive renewal
All shattered by a rush to explain
What was said and what was meant
Attempts to see clear
Self deprecations
Attempting to make light of heavy feelings
Saying like when love is meant
But people don’t know what love is but they know they like the taste
Easier to compare to like and hold out heart for love
And this rush of explanations and words, words, words
Crash
avalanche
Stop
And the note
Fading in the still dawn air
Sings it’s melancholy
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A Sir desires
The touch of your skin is a translation of affection expressed through the medium of nerve endings
Endeavoring to awaken in you a fire which cannot be quenched
To know with a glance
Sure hands over soft skin
Eager lips made slow
Pressing lips like vise over artery
Tasting jumping pulse
Struggling to gasp breathe to synapse
Breathe deeply in ragged flame
Gifts given
Ignite fires
Kindled deep in bones
Leather and pulse pain
Bruises marking mine
Say ready
Say more
Say yes
I would have you in all the ways of imagining
Of experience and of desire
Not once, not twice
Until yield and sleep
But waking
Join in grip of heart
Allow me to wake your fire
Consume me as I consume you
Taking nothing for granted
Allow passion to rewrite your stars
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What sustains
Once broken
A thing cannot be mended
Only remade
Anew
Pelgris 