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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i will forget you...

i will forget you

i will forget you
every morning as the sun forgets to shine
i will forget you
every night as the stars forget to sparkle
and i will forget you
as the moon forgets to rise in blue velvet
i will forget you

i will forget you
then

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the dance...

and cranes took flight
to the morning light

and the red sun shone
o’er the mountains steep
strands of love

cut from the skein

 and the pale moon rose
o’er the jungle deep
a white rhino
glistenin’ in the rain

 

and the tin stars froze
in their slumber keep
as flamingos pranced
in silent campaign

and the night winds sang
in shades of blue
threadin’ their kites
in silver dew

and i kissed the day
your lips came to stay

and we danced
the dance
of love’s
last

chance

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reigning grief...

o the rains came
         and the heavens sang
                and the grief poured down
                         all them hills
                                like a big oil spill
                                         makin’ them wish
                                                 they’d all drown
and the night bird flies
         and the silent skies
                   turn blackest black
                                 takin’ up all that salient slack
                                            ain’t no light around
                                                       no savin’ grace to be found
then the earth opens wide
           with nothin’ to hide
                      just time to eat
                                 too late now to
                                            grovel at her feet

o the rains came
and the heavens sang
and the grief poured down

o reigning grief

amen
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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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o holy holy...

unholy days of mine

when i found you
my spirit hungered
chewed to the core of
my soul’s bones
my thirst rampant
raged through
rusted tunnels
of wasted yesterdays
my life dark
under blackened sun
obliterated moon
sawdust stars

unholy days of time
 
when i found you
my eyes blinded
belied reality
my lips parched
by love’s skeleton
held no succor
my ears deaf
silenced by sin
my voice mute
lost in searing screams

unholy days of then

when i found you
hands no longer held
arms no longer reached
feet no longer climbed
self no longer sang
when i found you

unholy days
unholy time
unholy then

when i found you
i was found

o holy love
o holy

holy
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o heart of mine...

o aching heart
that found you once
tied as you were
in a web of woe
and loved you more
than life could bear
and out of love
set you free
to live in dignity

love divine

o breaking heart
that loved you so
and loves you still
and always will
to find you cut
those ties that bind
and walked away
had i but known
i would have stayed

love of mine

o broken heart
rigid with regret
how can i now
e’re forget
what i had
and what i did
had i known then
what i know now
i would have

yes
i would have

 

o heart
of mine

broken
twice

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cobwebs and shadows...

cobwebs woven
in strands of time
wonderin’ when
you’ll ever be mine

and egrets soar
from my ocean’s dry floor

shadows spilled
from bodies’ drawn blood
dripping down
from love’s fiery flood

and flamingos fly
from the curves of my thighs

and lightening strikes
to the earth below
setting fire in
a crimson glow

and lions roar
from the depths of my core

then moonlight moans
its song so sad
in sweet sweet rays
all golden clad

and egrets soar
and flamingos fly
and lions roar

through cobwebs woven
in strands of time
knowin’ now
you’re already mine
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empty arms...

i keep pushin’ them
others aside
wishin’ i could go off
and hide
from their pryin’ eyes and
little white lies

 

 ain’t no comfort
to be found
when your heart’s all
memory bound
lovin’ arms are easy
to be had
but lovin’em back
is always bad
leaving me nothin’ but
 

empty and sad
why i pushed you away
i’ll never know
now two hearts
all full’a woe

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wastelands...

ridin’ those highways of time
through my everlovin’ mind
lookin’ for some little ole sign
that says he’s all mine

but wastelands unkind
are all that i find

 
ain’t no oasis on which i can hope
nor nothin’ else to help me cope
nothin’ but sun bleached bones
love’s last remnants ever’where strewn

heartbeats embedded in sun-drenched sand
siftin’ right through my beggin’ hands
day scorches all in this burnin’ land
and night sings the blues in black velvet bands

life without love now takin’ its toll
peace don’t come to a heart heavy soul
ridin’ those highways of time
where cheatin’ for love was always a crime

and wastelands unkind
are all that i find
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