The painted lady waits outside the courtWhile the monarch acts in his mourning cloak.An autumn leaf falls to the ground back and forth, back and forth.Soon the king will lay in her arms within the fort,No rice paper gatekeeper there to betray secretsFatal metalmarks along green marble hallways,Gruesome reminders of the attack of the DukeContinue reading “Painted Lady Butterfly”
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Backseat Journey
Time stored and bottledStrong winds behind driven carTerror memoriesYou close your eyes as the car heads down the highway. The music of 20 years ago sings doo-wop lulabyes. At least the car isn’t weaving this time. You lay on the long backseat of the red Buick. It won’t be long. He’ll get tired and we’llContinue reading “Backseat Journey”
Your Number
I want to touch you In all your unkept placesNeglected and discardedThose put away spacesI want to kiss your neckMoan in your ear As my lips travel up and downForget about your fearsMy tongue needs to tasteThe sweetness that hides insideThat can’t be shared Nor deniedI want to penetrateYour body, doubts and hatesWhen in aContinue reading “Your Number”
Rousseau’s Waterfall
The waterfall-Where?There in the corner-The tiny one there?Simple in its space-Gentle Rousseau, can you hear us?With the hidden figure-We’re bringing brushes and paintsIn tall grass watching-Oh heavens gate!As small deer gather-Certainly a leisurely passion.Behind the large tree we lean upon-Truthfully? It’s light …With large leaves shade-Better than that portrait though,Giant haystacks-Painted facing the stars,Lead toContinue reading “Rousseau’s Waterfall”
Take Care
Please take care, I know her not.She is tall and fair. Wherever shall I take her?Take her home That is boldNot yours but where she does roam And alone leave her?You don’t care. I would but you said leave her. This is for a dVerse prompt: The Quadrille is really quite simple when you boilContinue reading “Take Care”
Waiting for Moonlight
I stand upon the sandy dunesWaiting for the moonSinging catchy little happy tunesI’ve been waiting here since noonIt rises in the eastThough I’m bad with directionsIt doesn’t bother me in the leastI’ve been taking up collectionsSet up a chair and a standI whisper created fortunesNow I’ve got a bandThe profits in the marginsMoonlight won’t youContinue reading “Waiting for Moonlight”
These I Have Loved
The sun on a summer’s day Whose heat I yearn for like the hotness of youThe cool of a breeze Like the breath from between your soft lipsThe morning dew That gathers outside our window as we sleep in to afternoonSilence after a hectic day That leads to the sounds we make at nightThe softContinue reading “These I Have Loved”
The Darkest Thought
“I am the creature who smells your darkest thoughts,” said the creature. This was true. It was the source of its greatest power, and its greatest weakness. “And am I a pleasant aroma?” I asked. I walked lightly upon the tatami mats. The traditional grass and rice straw mats padded my footsteps as I movedContinue reading “The Darkest Thought”
I Don’t Say I Love You Enough
I love youI don’t say it enoughBut I hope I show it In every look and interactionWhen I wake each dayYou are my motivationWith every touch and caressWhen I look in your eyesMy heart is yours; capturedWaiting for me In the eveningTo end my long dayI love youLet me say itShowing you every day TheContinue reading “I Don’t Say I Love You Enough”
The Dark of Night
The dark of night, furthest from the dayLeads me into the darkest shadows.Where imaginations come out to play;Dance upon my mind’s dark gallows.See where the moon dare not glow.Open your eyes wide to the possibility.Prepare your heart for the gruesome showBrought to life by an unholy trinity.Me, myself and ICome for you, yours and yourself.OhContinue reading “The Dark of Night”
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