cries of the jungle...

clandestine love in the night

heated whispers brush my face
you become me in black and white
and love becomes more in this dark dark place
as flames are lit in this sacred rite

clandestine love in the night
 
echoes of lust sear our fate
as voices beseech a lascivious wait
words plant deep in fertile flesh
while dappled shadows do us enmesh

clandestine love in the night

reality blurs in shades of grey
o’ glorious love i do thee pray
as silent breaths hush the chanting choir
grey becomes red in the midnight fire

clandestine love in the night
elephants roar as gazelles take flight
all becomes quiet in the hot jungle night
and dreams become our singular plight

clandestine love till the mornin’ light
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seasons...

your eyes traced my lips
as they opened like a
rose’s bloom waking
in a spring
shower

and your fingers shouted
the sounds of silence
as they danced
into my
heart

and your mouth devoured
the silken threads
i could not
speak

and the skies spread wide
and the rains came
and the earth
danced

on that hot summer day
when first
i knew
you

when your eyes
traced
and
your fingers
shouted
and
your mouth
devoured

me
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SPIRIT SHIPS SAIL...

spirit ships sail
through the black veil

true true love’s done gone astray
seems to have lost its lonesome way

as dream shadows fall
from the dark side of the moon
ripples of time they can’t recall
sleepin’ stars in a blue lagoon

and lost souls mourn their blind eyes
can’t hear nothin’ for the hue and cry

slivers of hope cast to the skies
waitin’ on hearts to open wide

but the crow flies its straight path
headed now to the glory bath

ain’t gonna git in the way of love’s bloody wrath

don’t nobody know deep down inside
where true love’s gone to hide

and spirit ships sail
through the soft pale
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south by southwest...

how smooth you slip into my dreams
like a free-floatin’ licorice stream
runnin’ south by southwest downhill
makin’ me wish we was together still
your love seeking salvation in the crevices
etched in my flesh by all those lost faces
of time without life without light
a time like some kind’a biblical blight
time standin’ still in the barren sands
holdin’ me hostage in hell’s bad lands

 

 then come wet blessin’s from blue skies above
washin’ you in with all’a your love
next come the sweet rains pourin’ down
makin’ me wish i could lay down ‘n drown
in your free-floatin’ licorice stream
that slides so swift into my dreams
runnin’ south by southwest downhill
straight to the spot’a the kill 

washin’ away all'a my will
makin’ me wish we was together still

south by southwest
downhill

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it ain't easy...

it ain’t easy
it ain’t never gonna be easy
this thing between me an’ you
some’ll say it’s just plain sleazy

some’ll say it’s one’a them nasty sins
but i don’t care if heaven we lose or win
hell’s already full’a them sins’a the skin

it ain’t never gonna be nothin’
this thing between me an’ you
nothin’ more’n you lovin’ me
an’ me lovin’ you
like we do

no, it ain’t easy
it ain't never gonna be easy
lovin’ me
this wild banshee 

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imprints...

last night
i lay
in the imprint
of your dreams

upon my bed

this morning
i woke
to the imprint
of your heart
upon my own

~


- these words are the result of a dream i had night before last - a dream in which i felt the imprint of another's body beside me - when i woke, there on my bed, scribbled in my hand were  these words -

the deep...

my want of
you
lies deep
deep within
too deep
within
to let loose
the salty tears
leaving trails
of all my fears
stuck deep
within
too deep
within
 

my want of
you

~

would you like to hear these words spoken?

blue velvet dreams...

i wonder of you
when you are not here
with me near me

when you are
not to be found
to be seen

i wonder of you
on those nights
in the darkness
of my own devices

 

when there is no
light seeping through
the blue black velvet
of my thoughts of you

no beacon of life
to show me the way
to help me till the light of day

no gentle caress upon my breast
no sheltering from the storm
of sleepless nights without your cradling softness

i wonder of you
of where you are
with whom you share yourself
those nights
when you are not here
with me near me

when the blackness round
rushes into my dreams
like melted licorice sticks
smoldering there till
light of morn

i wonder of you
of where you are
if the other misses you
when you are here
as much as i miss you
when you are there

if she thinks of you
when you are here
as i think of you
when you are not

if her thoughts twist
into turmoil in your
absence as mine do

if her heart sings
in exaltation of your
presence as mine does

if her dreams
drift in waves
of blue velvet
when you are near

as mine do

i wonder of you
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phantom limbs...

 lust defined
flesh on flesh 

 

love confined 
thoughts of him 

 

draped ‘cross her mind

like phantom limbs

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the light of darkness...

into
the darkness

shut out
the day
leave that
world behind
weave your way
through my skin
into my heart
where time
stands still
unfettered
untethered
 

where
darkness is
the beacon
guiding me
lighting
the path
to you
to us
to our time
our world
 

the world
of darkness

to live the red in 2011...this and more i wish you...

live it
live

the touch of red
live the touch
live the red
touch the red
touch life
let the red touch

you
let it touch you
teach you
tamper you
let it teach you
red hot passion
burning churning
like a pit of fire
let it touch you
in your heart
in your mind
in your loins
let it tamper
your complacency
your contentment
tamper them into
temptation
let it tempt you
tempt you to
touch more
to taste more
to touch again
to touch life
to touch the red
to let the red
touch
you
tempt you
to
love
to
live
to
live
the
red

[to you, nica]

the blue angel...

she had tried

oh god 

how she had tried                                             

not to look to see                                           
not to think to feel                               
                to smell to taste                             
                to want to need
                to succumb
                to surrender sanity
                to relinquish reality to
that galvanizing first glance
the look
the lock of the eyes
that instantaneous knowing
the gnawing familiarity
the instant intimacy
                for where could it lead?
                but to no man’s land                                       
                no woman’s land                                       
                the land of denial                                       
the land of self-denial

land of deceit deception
the land of no return
the isle  of exile
this dangerous territory
to which they both were
foreigners in a foreign land
                and so it was that
                she took flight
                bolted broke loose escaped
                escaped with her soul intact
                her virtue whole
                her heart held ransom
                vowing never to return
and now -

now 

     she tried
                 oh god  

                               how she tried

to forget
to erase eradicate exterminate
but it was not to be
she was not set free

                                                                                            prey to the polarizing pull

                                                                                                        of cerulean circles 
                                                                                                         relentlessly pursued

hunted stalked and found

                                                                                                     by the blue angel of love

love amytal barbital veronal
love hypnotic
she had been ambushed
taken by brute force                               
ripped away ravaged by                                       
its raging currents                                        
taken to deep dark crevices 

she had never known
chasms long forgot

places where he awaited her

and now held captive

love’s captive

                                                                                                         captivated

                                                                                   a creature confined
                                                                                                              a prisoner held hostage

by the deep

endless

unfathomable

                                                                         sea green oceans
                                                                           of love and lust

[a re-post from "words unspoken" 12/13/2009]

the crucible...

she no longer had thoughts of her own

her own mind to her now unknown

the air she breathed no longer the same

her lungs inhaling particles of shame

light and darkness no longer distinguishable

her eyes blinded to all but the holy crucible

days became nights and nights became nights without end

no longer could she pretend

she no longer had thoughts of her own

vanilla dreams...

come to me
in the night
with my soul ignite

glide your way
into my bed
whisper words unsaid 

slide your way
into my sleep
where love we’ll keep

for who knows
when and where
we may meet

besides in
midnight dreams
of vanilla cream

so lay with me in vanilla dreams
where love flows free in silent streams
die with me that sweet sweet death
then live again in passion’s breath

liquid dreams...

steaming liquid dreams
swim in dark blue streams
filled with midnight screams

thirst borne within
penned on parchment skin
where passion’s been
smeared with mortal sin

hearts bleeding blue
soaking life through
love’s own taboo

the bounty...

emerging from his deep abyss

the slimy serpent raised its head

he sought her out upon her bed

and with a hiss and lingering kiss

upon her breasts he dared to feast
for her life he cared the least

he searched for her in times of need

to satisfy his own love’s greed

on her bosom he did suck
in a lustful frenzy all amuck
into her beating heart he did bite
with all his vigorous might

his tongue embarked to do his will
until at last he’d gained his fill
but what he could not see
through his lascivious glee
                       
beneath her bounteous flesh
was the bottomless hole
of her stone cold soul
where his own heart she would enmesh

what he sowed so did he reap
as he gurgled his last in her blackest deep
for his dying soul she did not weep
for in her he had found the primal beast

her

turn
to

feast

a west texas dust storm kinda love...

i want me some

west texas dust storm

kinda love

                    plowing

                    pounding

i want the kind that 
rams into me like

a gale force wind

comin’ in 
striking me with

all its fury

knocking me out

of my arid reality

penetrating through

the outer layers

past the buffers

in between                   

                    plunging

                    puncturing

i want the kind that

shows no clemency

movin’ me

in ways inexplicable

entangling my hair

stinging my eyes

stirring my heart

ripping my soul apart

ramming deeper and deeper

grinding down and round

oozing into that deep dark

core of no return

                    penetrating

                    permeating                   

i want the kind that

drives the gusts

of love unbridled

transporting me from

the lifeless illusion

and hard dry surface of

my existence

suspending me in time

eroding all of what was

depositing what is into

the lush oasis of love

unknown before

                    piercing the heart

                    piercing the flesh

                    merciless

yeah, i want me some

west texas dust storm

kinda love...

                    electrifying

                    death-defying

sweet sweet clover...

got me achin’ and hurtin’ all over
think i want me some of that sweet clover 

got me hurtin' with all that sweet flirtin'
got me achin’ an’ my heart’s all shakin’

achin’ in places sun ain’t seen
ain’t no need ta be so mean

hurtin’ in places love ain’t been
since i don’t even know when

achin’ hurtin’ ain’t there no end
all this ill i can’t comprehend

got me achin’ and hurtin’ all over
gimme a taste o’ yur sweet sweet clover

whisper all them little sweet nothin’s
come on now and gimme some lovin’