Tag Archives: love

The Sunset Hour

some days i watch the sunset

some days i am the sunset

so intricately woven

betrothed to a horizon

that slips away

..

oh elusive lover

let me sink into your serrated edge

solar skin pierced by rusty blades

hazy heat kissing the everglades

let me disperse the stratus mists

with promise of fleeting diurnal trysts

..

i’ll drape my golden along forest floor

amber the sands

leave mortals in awe

just meet me again

let us tangle, once more…

 

I wish…

i wish you love

that it exudes from every pore

stings with silken sweat

leaves you dripping evermore

from passion’s sweet pipette

..

i wish you love

i hope it gives you leaden feet

that shuffle to a heart’s skipped beat

weighing limbs with daisy chains

hinged handcuffs, steel etched stains

..

i wish you love

i hope it constricts your sapient breath

soft rigor mortis, stifled little death

agonies of old, bereft

..

i wish you love

let the permafrost now crack

reveal the fertile soil; buds of lilac

and welcome mine…

 

Harmony

if a smile was tethered to sounds

   tell me what you might hear

the music begins as lips curl

euphonious lover, gather me near

at first morning sight

a flood of adagio Vivaldi strings

by quivering frail light

a sultry songstress now sings

lips brush honeyed lips

glissando echoes, our fingertips

when our flawed bodies fold

wrapping, moistened layers of heat

an urgent rhythm pounds

to frenzied tango beat

afterward, when the melodies have ended

we mingle, nameless needs attended

in post orchestral contentment we lay

satiated, scherzando

dulcet smiles throughout this day

Cycles

the sky is sanctuary

where silken shreds of your soul

have sun tendril melded

lashing golden in my sight

i squint in memory delight

..

so at sunrise, with gasps

we become one again

and follow me you burn

simmering heat on shoulders

till the day is horizon nestled

..

your bright reminds me

you are not gone

merely crossed over

leaving me with moonlit melancholy

and the finite fears of a mortal mind

chemically prone to fantasy

and feckless conjecture

..

so let your rays reflect on my ice wintered self

and i in limbic state remain

your cyclic comfort cherish i will

in eternal, salutary refrain

Threnody

some divinations in tea leaves dwell

but I prefer the delicate scatter

of incense flecks on rib curves, swell

the breath between gasp and ashen matter

..

furtively I reassemble the dissonant cinders

yet they meld in stubborn sapient array

the pattern sought, lady destiny hinders

granting one final passionate foray

..

each second embraces a hollow echo

our sighs shaped in somber elegy

lips lock, such a lacquered libretto

will to memory languish, lamentably

..

as eyes fire in this breath held night

we suppress the urge to weep, so fight

against the approaching call of light

then bid you farewell

sweet acolyte

Couturier

O purveyor of fine linens

i come to you unclothed

only scraps of tainted textiles

saved from a betrothed

weigh my limbs

..

terse tailor

tally my tenacious lovers

some, are tattered threads

clinging close as static shreds

ever taunting

..

haughty haberdasher

stitch me a coat

that does not needle my frayed flesh

a vestment of finest muga silk

that does not snag the sinuous seams

of oft surrendered,

stifled dreams

..

made to measure

such wardrobe to treasure

dress me with love

The Cage

oh elusive bird

oft in need of clandestine capture

i free you from my skeletal cage

with cacophonous cartilaginous crack

a delicate, metal hinged rapture

..

you stumble, stunned

to adamantine floor

feeble sparrow lungs shrill with musty air

limp, tremoring under yonder rocking chair

rest awhile

i will not disturb you there

..

sometime later, as i sleep

a stranger knocks from realm afar

steps in, leaving the door ajar

and from my slumber

to fitfull wake

sweet bird has flown

feather alone

my keepsake