Crackling fireplace candlelight and wine

Modesty lost in your eyes

In that smile that swallows me whole

Since I don’t share in the spirit of the grape

I’ll share what gets me drunk,

The kisses you give have a whisper of wine

On your lips raspberry Dew

Quivers from a fruit unlike the original

Slender sensual tongues lick.

The words and thoughts from my mind

And the skin tone of your neck

Makes my words tremble a little.

Now my physical excitement increases

As I watch your breasts heave

And through linen, nipples fashion through

Tall on the runway wa1k, under breath.

My breath quivers toward a kiss…

No…. Hold on, a tease by shivers

On your skin sending ripples through the universe”

PART I

Summer evening walk hand in hand

Toss me a smile and rest your head on my shoulder

The breeze drifts the scent of barbecues and campfires

Seasoned with a day at the lake

Sun-soaked memories and sandy broken hourglasses

Set us free on unexplored shores

Maybe it’s the same place where the spirit has changed

Now my arms around your waste

Island clouds in the blue standstill

The white moon hovers over us as we stroll

And the rest of the world fed by our satisfaction

Becomes our paradise for all.

With a smile on my lips, I tug you in

The warmth between us….shelters us

In the evening cool

As the wind kisses our borders

Over your shoulders, I drape my coat

And swallow my shivers seeing you warm.

The sun crests the horizon of trees, homes,

And a distant cloud opening twilight.

Off the lake a breeze, sings ripples, lapping the shore

And dust devils from the receding heat

Swirl and dance about us.

For the moment, the world’s dysfunction

End indifference vanishes…

All there is “your beautiful smile”.

I am drawn into your being

I melt out of flesh into spirit

A glow radiates as the first star

Winks through twilights blue

Sitting on the throne of Dusk’s golden fire guild

……”And dark.”

Hand in hand, arm in arm

Some of us dance, others look into each other’s eyes

And drift into sensual touch…

Others’ words parade the Instant Messaging’s molested screen

Whilst still, selves share innermost desires

With the world.

And all that was angrily distilled

All that was sad washed from tears

All that was shame is freed.

You and I caress by sight and touch

Through distance and time

Leaving the rest behind, follow that shooting star.

…….Sp1it the night with a streak of light

Womb of eternity we are only passing through.

Longing for that childhood lost to the rains of time—.

And when I look into your eyes next…?

I am deep inside you a part of you

Our togetherness is a womb in itself

Creating pleasure and sighing songs

Forging a new being from the ethereal fires.

Pressing into form the spirit of love,

Lust for some,

Sin for others,

For the unfulfilled disappointment

On the edge of tears, lonely night,

Hollow… For you “We’ll hold you close.”

We’ll comfort you.

We’ll kiss you tenderly

We give of our spirit

So that you may soar with us-

Hand in hand we’ll send you soaring.

Again, my Clarity is but looking in through your eyes

With love as intense, intent to heal:

We are the first, the all.

I Love You

PART II

Lying beside you on a soft blanket

With summer dew seeping through

Foliage and flowers of night

We are unseen trespassers

In this untended garden

Where the vine binds us to an eternal promise of fulfillment

Simplicity in your eyes and the touch of you

Upon my skin sends tremors throughout,

I felt your quivers shutter I’m glad for this

……….”Mutua1 agreement shared in the flesh.

The depths of our being stroked

By waves washed warmly over us

And falling further fathomed to depths

In the ocean of selfless abandon

Slow stroke returns again

And recedes from the dark moist womb

I am a child… I am man… I am further.”…

…Drifting into the undercurrent of you

Woman all of whom begins

….”………To pull me under

A torrent tosses my very being in ecstasy

Regress now….sshhhh…..

Abate the feeling for a while

Just lull it carefully

I remember days, evenings, and nights

Like this, far from today drifting back

Still further than yesterday or yesteryear

Under a coat of summer fleece

July heaven thundering hot in the distance

\_ Cold lake waters churned by the oncoming storm

We were there together, we were a part

…. Of something turning in the wind

We were dancing, entangled in a place ready to pour.

Pour ourselves into each other

And then to the womb of the earth below.

I am caught in your undercurrent again

Between your thighs, you hold me close

Swallowed by your soul

…………. “Penetrated, pressed, powerless

Into your ocean, I am only one

Drowning in you (don’t save me)

SWALLOW ME SOAKED INTO ETERNAL BLISS.

Time spills itself ravaged by our force

It is our tum

………..To explore new galaxies into being

It is our spilled lava flow

Farced upwards into mountains

It is our breath churning the flames

In the underworld

It is our motion bellowing the heat

To a frenzied white glow

It is our being that impregnates

The ocean with love lust sin want

Desire and the rest of the fires

….Time spills itself

…..”……..And the flow moves

..The fire slowly stoked

The ground was deeply furrowed

Sighs

RUSH, the river, down by the tree line

A sparrow sings as we lay together

Quiet, the breeze, sings a hush

Through the leafy boughs of the willow

They smile now, sheltering us, are you awake?

I see glitter in your eyes

Tuck your head on my shoulder

……Hold on serenely we are watched over we11.

I say, “I Love You.”

PART III

The feeling sinks in deep,

It’s more than lust.

Gnaws at the wall just behind the heart

Back where try as you may

I can’t reach to push it aside-

And from wherever you are

Look into the distance

See if you can find yourself

Are you standing alone?

When this Island.

I have known you from someplace

—….-…..other than your photo

I have known you from where

The ancients guide the universe

On its course

And give gender the space

We stand in a bloom of thunder

Which calls our name.

There is a new ocean at the dawn

No lies as before, it is all new

Watch and listen as the first wave.

Rolls in, to rush a sound

Upon the temple’s bell.

It calls out your name, yet again

It bellows your form to the universe

Preparing the ground for your first step.

It races through time

To meet with you yesterday

Pushing the moment onto tomorrow

Which has become the present

And this is how I have known you.

It is how I have known many

Some of whom have returned

…..to the ancients, some gave being born before me

Borne to the heavens calling their name

On this ground upon which we are.

When I kiss you

… This ceremony is a mere spark

In the brevity of the moment

Making my heart race and pound

… and sweat from the inside

…… to the outside

The surge coming from the depth.

Of the universe calls your name

Falling out of lust

…..Into the fire

…….I’m in love

The thunder in the distance rumbles

Thick darkened ashen clouds roll in

Lightning strikes turning night into day

The crack-splitting consciousness

Resounds to your very core.

Sit back and watch the storm

Elicit sensual form from you

That power resides inside you

Inside every woman

Inside every man

Inside every being

……the movement is fluid

And relentlessly pouring itself

Into its forceful energy

Pressing and unyielding

The heat of the day

Blown cold by the changing forces

Goosebumps ripple on your skin

You remain watching the clouds above

Dance and roll mixing churning

And it begins, cold droplets

Getting larger hits your skin

With sensual force accelerates

To a full-blown pour

Pleasantly gasping for more

Your skin reaches out to the cold

….waters pouring

And as fast as it rolled in

The storm rolls out a curtain of blue.

Sunbeams warn you

Putting to rest the raised chilled

Flesh offered to the air about you

The fire above warms you

……………and you wake

Coals red dimmed as the night strayed from us

The candle’s short flame

In puddles of wax

An empty bottle of wine

And unfinished raspberry tarts

On a tray with Tulips drooping

I know you have to go

………….Just another moment

I pray,

Yet, Understanding lets you be on your way”

The door has closed

……………I whisper good night

The sun is bright and hot when you peer through the depths

I’ve been waiting inside here for what seems an eternity.

This dark wait patience simmered well

Rise from this dungeon’s battlements

Pull the broken chain from the door

And walk ahead through the swamp of tears

There I’ve come to the light and a feast lay before me.

Girl, are you surprised to see me?

Let me shed this shelled body armor of restraints from my former disguise,

Toss it into the fire melt the iron and

Pour it into the ground and watch forget-me-nots sprout blue.

And I, here formerly dead come to life

Ready to burst like a fireworks display

Freed, stronger than ever” I look into your eyes,

My smile like warm water bathes you in the light of day.

If you see a tear in my eye

It’s because seeing light for the first time burns

And if you look closely into my eyes

Fire has been rekindled into a red-hot heart.

When I touch you the heat from my soul

Flows like a torrent through you.

Closer I come to the feast.

The dark thick forest moist

As we tread barefoot on soft leaves

The songbirds calling the wind to blow

The leaves up high rustle a hush

You hold my hand tight

Pull yourself closer to me

The sun spears through the morning mist

The dew drips onto our flesh

Why….. It’s so warm on our skin

Dripping thick as honey smelling of sea salt

Perfumed of wild rose and in the moment

A clearing appears ahead.

Falling…swimming…. floating…

Like breathing underwater

Warm and light together facing each other a moment

Stroking your cheek and seeing in your eyes

What Eden must have been like under the Blue?

What Eden is now in your arms?

I brush away hair from your brow and kiss your lips

Dance…our lips and tongue…

Dance caressing each other’s mouths moist metered to this tango.

A breath and a battle wrestling lips

I GIVE IN you relinquish, soft kisses dance,

Unrelenting the kiss continues

Like an ocean wave rolling in

Still in the distance quiet roar.

As the sun begins to set…my hands brush against your breast

Fingers strum nipples erect, move and massage you

My arm around you pulls you in.

 My fully erect shaft presses against your clitoris

Our excitement quivers in synch, cherry licorice,

Sugar is sweet I taste Ice cream

My lips against yours

Breast heaving gentle heaven

Against me

Closer still with a hand

Between your shoulder blades sweat

And the other and the curves of your lower back

A finger massages the space

Between your tailbone and anus

Just before just after

Back and forth

Sliding sweat with a long stroke

My finger enters you and my flesh invites itself

Into a dive of ocean darkness

Pushing through me:

Then your eyes calm the stars

Holding me together……your smile…biting your lip

Soars across to me like a spark.

This entire dance has become a song

The quiet rush of waves

Rolling to shore…..gentle splash against the rocks

In the distance a wind

Begins its rush through the trees

A CUNT THR0B punctuates the moment.

In my arms that song’s guttural elegance

I bite and gnaw on your neck

Gentle gasps in the song’s verse

Whispers little cries in my ears

Further down I reach with my mouth

A bite with gentle caress and hum

Your nipples and breasts

Mm…m..m.m…The alliteration is lost.

The muse has succumbed to our lust.

She can only look enthralled

Herself being drawn into the serenade

Of whimpered sighs and grunts

How we have moved the netherworld.

The End

1.

Sometimes halfway there

I see your face so fair

And hear the ocean in your voice

Weeping under the stars in the woods

Sleeping flowers in furrows where I stood.

I walked when the tears came

And brought home a little rain

You had faded into the night

Long before I arrived

This amongst a1lelse

Revived the hurt I thought had died

Sometimes Halfway there

I lose myself in despair

Sometimes halfway there

I stop and read a prayer

My thoughts of you fill me

With longing, distance, and obscurity

Like the bee fills the hollow.

My sweet work composes the page

But never soothes my soul

From the longing, the distance,

And the obscurity.

Sometimes halfway there

In this autumn fair of fools

I look back to see if you’re there:

My heart grows heavy when all I can see

Is the distance between myself

And the countryside plastered against the blue sky.

A butterfly and the buzz of hydro poles

The gentle brush of the quiet breeze

Against the merry-go-round

Spins the longing into a thread

To close the wound of a fool’s bleeding heart

Sometimes halfway there

I look up to the starry night

To see the sparkle

I once knew came from your eyes

2.

Purple haze covers the moment

And transports my nostalgia

To where comfort were days

Under a humid sunny sky

There my mind and spirit churned

Outward to the universe spinning

An endless summer breeze

Exhaled into passion and explosion

A.M. Radio days and the Lizard King

3.

Dancing the shaman’s song from Oblivion

All memories of a moment burnt

Into my back from walking through

Summer doors California flower top

And the cool breeze from the lake

The sand between my toes doesn’t wake me.

Under the influence, I could walk to the edge

Ripples of time caress my feet cold

And the sand runs away with every wash

Leaving before me fading remnants

Of myself smoke in the air

Flow forward in a stream of time

The moment was covered in a purple haze

It was just nostalgia

I want to kiss you

Red-eyed seeing every moment

I want to taste you

Your mouth bead of sweat tremble

I want you to kiss me

Eyes gently closing see me through lashes

I want you to taste me

My mouth’s trembling breath

Soaring into the moment

I look at the clouds above me

I wonder; can you feel me reaching out

The stars not yet shining through

I pause, twilight shades fade darkly

Behind evening clouds colors pout

And fray the night a darkening blue

I stop and remember your smile your eyes

They refresh the depths of my soul

With mischievous hope and insatiable want

At the end of my chains hear my cries

Through the darkness the wind scolds

All the night for our being apart our lust thus flaunts.

4.

Sullen autumn fire perched in the embers of a still forest

With the hot summer sun beating through cold September air.

Touch the face of youth so fair.

It leaves their smiles chuckle far from despair”

Falling leaves upon the sand beneath my feet,

Are rhymes I’ve known before, mulch to a new cadence.

Rustling leaves from the still-cooler breeze

Imitates a rushing stream and my thirst does tease,

It’s an empty well.

The pond is seen blue from the hill

Ripples the one cloud sky

I &ink, this is where I stopped and asked why.

And just smiled,

Pleasantly admiring my creator’s work, I said…”My, my….”

From Winter’s Deep Freeze

From each other’s souls

Are recreated flows of Spirits

From deep within our flesh

Satisfying a hunger left standing

Too long unfulfilled and neglected is now growing.

Like the crocuses through the spring snow

We blossom from the cold bosom of neglect

Together dancing and warming

The cold spring earth

Into sensual life-giving

Kisses rain and light

We have found each other and freedom

Fired to ashes

You waiver as you speak

Your words breathe upon me

And ashes peel away

And swirl into the air

Until nothing is left

Let not the rainfall from the sorrow of neglected years

To disturb and sink the ashes into the earth

As yesterday storms into the present

With fits of tantrums

And bouts of rants and raves

Fired to ashes peeled from the soul

Drifting on the breath of tomorrow

Withers into swirls of dust

Rising into the air and vanish

Such is the moment

When goodbye was said

Into the blue of heaven’s eye

I fell from the darkness

And sailed the scream of anguish into the abyss of self

Fired to ashes, in this remains

Drifts clustered waves of cinders

Swirling at my feet weaving

The Blue

I see before the horizon

As I raised my eyes to the burning sun of midnight twisted

Ashes and cinders crumbled quickly

Searing the pink air-blistered flesh

Sensual pain in the dusk of beginnings

I am fired to ashes

Raising my dust to heaven

I love you through the eternal fire of love.

1970

Upon this winter’s bloom

I see you in its womb

There was naught but sunshine

And All creation thine

You hold it in your hands

A new beginning with you I stand

I shall never run from you

Only encourage for thee to walk on through

To see the wonders that await

From the tumultuous starting gate

No more shall another hold you back

(Or make you quiet) 1et your voice a thunder crack

During the day you may walk alone

I’ll urge and bar loneliness to be gone

And if tears and distress harass

I should dry your eyes and defend to the last

Upon this winter’s bloom

Somewhere in a quiet little room

I shall kiss thee softly

Hold you warm eternally

Look deeply into the forge

That fire in your blue/grey orbs

That heats the steel of ages

And breaks men from their cages

I hold you true of spirit and soul

Upon this winter’s bloom in the cold

I am but a moment whispered

And like dust, gone, brushed, and feathered

Upon this winter’s bloom

I am left alone in this room

And strike-fisted thunder at the walls

Whilst your name repeatedly I call

On my knees the distress kept from thee

Has wrapped its talons ripped to the bone in me

I have no escape just torn wings

As in this state, I am hung by a string

Upon this winter’s bloom

Piercing petals through the dark and gloom

This is the smile that remains

When I love across your eternal terrain

Upon this rivulet bloom

Piercing petals through dark and cold

The last warmth from my lips cocoon

I want no other to caress and hold

CONSTANCE

The seventh Constance of the universe

The one that pain rules with never,

Promises and quakes of nothing diverse

The one that remains the same

Who lets everyone else play the game?

It is a constellation clustered with shame

Torn and full of ambiguity

Never knowing what’s next in its purity

Kill me rape me and never befriend me

There’s nothing left in the Constance

She is born she lives remaining in the distance

She is the void of ambivalence

That swallows the many things wanted

The successes lost and time daunted

Like ghosts in the reverie haunted

Through the nights and days left behind

Hung up on ropes to dry out of sight out of mind

Into the dark damp chains that bind

My prison in mind could be sultry

The emotional Constance becomes tawdry

And the body turns against us angry

It is what it is and we run against the wind

As the kings queens and jokers against us grinned

While the rest tantrum and have us against the mast pinned

We have a flare for the debauchery of nothing in the void

Constance II

From the dark antiseptic room

He wanders

                                    Smoky alley dungeons

The square cold room he left

   For the comfort of his kind

But they were beasts like all the rest

Steel cold rooms stainless

Clean as a knife as cold

Lay you there sleeping

                                    Without shiver

Without your nipples reaching

                        Without breath

                        Take one deep

                                    Breath

                                                Now,

Let it go feel it all

And return to that state

Of the cold room

Where you don’t shiver

                        You are not hungry

You don’t dream

                        You nightmare

Constance, you scream scare

Constants you grip and tear

Constance into her pieces scarce

Tie-dyed dead red to black

            Bite the scream

                                    In your throat

Constance

            Tear up that constellation rare

                        And have them run

A Letter To…..

Now I’m waiting for August Firefly

Under a heavy July

Humidified atmosphere

Pressing the breath out of me

Like the weight of you

Looking down with that smile

August firefly and autumn flame

It is that feeling again

Past meeting present

Together forging tomorrow

It kills me not to share the secret I keep

Of one cared for in such a short time.

In this universe of mine

Sister gone to the winds of time

And the coffin’s mired temple doom.

My heart always looks to you

Sitting by the pyre of time flying through

And it traverses me to the quick;

Marrow cold and my bones shutter

And I let you by my side in the constant.

The thought of your name my love

Whispers a wondrous breeze

Of mountain air through me

Then vanishes in the evening hush;

August firefly flickers

Through July heat waves

Land on autumn’s feet

Turning the moment

Into a thousand monarchs a flutter

Through it, I see your face

Warm and smiling

Lips soft touch

And the omnipotent expression of joy

I accept you in the winter of my life.