Moonpainter

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Moon painter....

Why is it you create anything you dare dream,

 yet you won't paint me the Otherside.

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In which to live?

Its alive that ferments

Felt the urge to widen my pupils as if a room with no windows
Guzzle reality~

Preaching two dying flowers shedding gravel from its fingers

One instant at a time we froze

And it didnt feel as if the earth was spinning
                    ________

As if wingspread out of every cat who wanted nothing more

Then its next rip of love

Biting cries from its missing paw

Once again hours turn into glaciers 

And leaves our centers like the last lines in a movie..

I'll give you my insides if the ground would open up for me

And her lips felt like execution while i laced there

Watching the sewer run by remembering the fountain 

In the playard drooling salt

Kids echoed like chopper blades "dirty knees" propelling him into the grass

They felt like even the color blue wouldnt be able to escape his viscousurge

Of consistency.....

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Once in a while eternity doesnt seem like a long commercial of violent discharge

And life seems a little sadder then death

But we die everyday and i feel its really admitting ...... Its  Alive that Ferments

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The smoke on my cigarette is my other piece of mind

Ceiling wax Isobelle,

of cabbages and kingdoms I lament,
if you would pin me to a ribbon on your frail wrisat
I would wither with woe and weather
and dreams of being the pendant
on your neck....
the candle that melted your solemn face
into a puddle of
sea salt, chandeliers in boxes, a peculiar quilt
of bones and gypsy tears.


Lolita, all ball-joints and ankle socks and pink flesh,
and I, with my magic rabbit who wishes
for an
existence without seams
would place brass buttons in the holes where eyes should live,
use your skull as a teapot --
an honest mouth as the spout.

I am more plain Dickens than armored Hamlet
or the eyes of  Macbeth,
and with a perilous pea beneath my stairwell
of mattresses,
I will barely blink.


Paper doll Marie,
those white wigs surely spare room
for a nest.

I will hide lost sailor and monster and maiden limbs I found in the
belly of a whale with my two front teeth
in a last attempt to locate Eden
and Atlantis,
storybook land and the visionary's circus
stilts.

I'll attach each squid tentacle and seafolk digit
to your dimpled knees
while your ampersand lashes are infectiously flirting
with a gentleman across the room.


Be my one-legged starfish,
my pregnant elm,
a chocolate ballerina too precious to nibble,
and I will be a  wedding dress ....
calling your name.

I only ask you wear me once.


You could be my arachnid Cleopatra,
a kiss of miraged marriage,
the mechanism of my love and creation
and the method to my madness,
my mistress of melancholia kept safe inside my wardrobe
with our dress-up clothes and
God's opera glasses, attic flowers I never named,
prophetic clouds I never listen to,
and the lullabies of a stillborn little prince singing me to sleep.

The smoke on my cigarette is my other piece of mind

In the very back of my
wardrobe, where the wild things
once were, there are no
lions or witches,
only memory dust -- a collection of scraps
of would-be poetry
and enough Love to live this life in Smiles.

And I really just want a dishrag baby like you
to make me feel like
I'm wanted.

"Put my record on,
Persephone. I'm
on fire"

rather like a wispy trident of
figmented beanstalks and pumpkin carriage harps,
broken antennae and seraph
swings that refuse to take flight
unless Rapunzel's unicorn
mane of tangled kite and fate
strings makes pretty with a wandering breeze
and forms a treehouse ladder.





In shambles,
Delilah, sing me something mute,
a fantasia of quivering mouths
as mountain tongues unmoving after
an avalanche of deaf notes.

I'll drink your quiet as dew
slumbering in pink pouting petals
of the primrose
in my secret garden and make pretend I'm a child with
my ankle buried in bramble,
ringlets of fire ants, muses of thorn,
thatches, and a trail of gingerbread man
crumbs left
by Gretel.


My tonsils will toll for you, my tinsel Esmeralda,
and my spleen will rupture with unnecessity.

My spine will not howl nor bluster or bend
as it ought
and I will make myself wallpaper wings,
a crown of a lampshade,
and a castle from blankets.

A flashlight torch will
light our fortress walls as we dine on
string cheese and juice boxes,
converting the heart shape of our pretzels into
something less fatal
and fighting shadow puppet enemies
with merely our hands.

We will be anything we want
because neither of us exist
except in some untold story of the beauty in the collision,
the melody of the fall,
and we will always remain as the "and"
after every sentence that trails
off into unventured lands in the imagination, rather
than the end.

I will shelter you once our cocoon has collapsed.

My broken barbie doll,
I will be guide you though the labyrinth and carry you
Wherever there is love and life....

I Love You

I Will...

Kiss your  lips in the summer morn.
Make you new, in bliss reborn.
Run my fingers through your hair,
Give you scarlet love to wear.
Drop upon your diamond dew.
Taste your rose of tender hue.

Kiss your thighs in tender slay.
Let my fingers join in play.
Lie you gently, sweetly, down.
Peel away your naked gown.
Press my passion into a feel,
Undrape your soul, its flame reveal.

Kiss your heart, soft and light.
Press into you, strong and tight.
Give you all the love near n' far
Leave you sparkling like a star.
May all the world cease to be,
When my darlin' love You are with me.

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<3

Cannot Remember...Cannot Forget

I sit with my back to the wooden chair,

Pulling you down upon me, nudging you there.

I bring your lips toward me, caressing  your hair;

and it's so remarkable........

The sunlight is fading from the lap of day;

and you are already wet, 

Loves flaming cave.

When I suck your nipples,I gently touch your there.

The love we have to share

We buck..we Moan.. We hold so tight..

under warm, wet clothes .....

I don't know how you do what you do,

I only know that it's my fantasy too.

We linger like ashes beneath heaven's roof;

and I am burning, if you must have proof.

My tongue is licking at your leg.....

I must have you now, don't make me beg.

We are the fire beneath heaven's roof.

Not a more passionate couple was ever seen.

I part your thighs and slip in between.

I look deep and deeper into your  eyes.

We move in the rhythm of waves and rise.

Your  legs splayed before heaven's dripping skies

where wild winds soar and eagle cries;

and gentler than cloud, your body lies

beneath the heaven where desire never dies.

You are Mine forever, my passionate prize.

A kind of masterpiece we seem to be

like the flow of tides within the sea.

I  come within you  ....

We fall together upon the sand.

I  lick at your  lips, soft and wet.

You cannot remember,You cannot forget.

Two waves, a tidal, upon the shore.

We are the world, its golden core.

Pleasant passion and erotic foreplay.

We cast the whole of the earth away.

You melt as my  fingering waves pursue.

You scream my name , moist with dew.

But darling, this is neither here nor there.

I sit with my back to the wooden chair.

Celestial Sanity

A Conscience gone awry

A fleeting dream of Chaos

An enigma of Chapters

Paragraphed in Paradise

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Born, Blanketed, Bracketed

Stoic Stances of Reality

Impromptu Ventriquolism

Sounds of the Otherside

And Reality is made in minds

Minds that brew imagination

What curtains the Stage

What we see is pure

Whipped and shaken

Floating Fantasy Fields

Schooner of Astuteness

Waiting Smiling

Eyes of Crystal…Ingots of Gold

The spirit is a vacant Soul

Noises that are Empty

Same Chapters till Eternity

Same faces Same Goals

Same Glances

Round and Round

All Around…Fleeting and Failing

Plastered fingers

Black ink…Chaste Fingers

Prudent Words

Golden Virtue

Static Travelling

Illusions of a Grinning Real

Grinning at real Illusions

Wisdom of Monks

Wolfed down in Eons

Liquid Knowledge

Of Impending Tomorrow

Dimensions. Cracked Mirrors

Dance of the back Stance

Authority. Full Throttle

Past Calendars of Future

Prehistoric Genome

Guided by stars

Gods on Earth

Shadows of Greatness

Existent Virtuality

Guised and Grinning

A Factor of Reality

Cloaked Judgment

Obstructing Visions

Of Roman Proportions

A Pompeii of Dreams

Shadows of Oblivion

An Odessey of Seconds

Epic Clockwork

Predestined Affluence

Fate’s Pendulum

Virgin Fuck

Data Trumpets

Porcelean…

And verse is made in minds

Minds that Listen

What Strings we Twang

What we hear is pure

And still beating to tunes

Floating Fantasy Fields

Of Galactic Sounds

Waiting Smiling

Into Reverberating Silence

Lost and Found

Ears of Heaven..…Sound of God

Ingenious Muse

Morning Flavor

Mourning Flavor

Essence of the Moon

Celestial Madness

Celestial Sanity

Solar Soldiers of Reality

Windshields of Wisdom

Forgotten Stars

Forgotten Stares

Cellar of Forgetfulness

Amnesia of Faith

Angels of Virtue

Wings of Tomorrow

Icarus Drug

Fly and Fall

High and the Moghty

Golden Virtue

Prophecies of the Pen

Void. Abyss. Unthinking

Verses of the Moon

Astral Symphonies

Tuned since Birth

De-tuned…

Re-Tuned…

Ballroom Whispers

Breasts of virtue

Strokeless Paintings of Dimensions

Stuck in the mind

Eyes of Horus

Eyes of Gold…Iris Junkie

And Lifelines are written

In Virtual tomorrows

Drawstrings of puppetry

Envisioning the Real

In Real illusions

Waiting and Calling

Suburban Knights

Armoured in thought

Fencing Feelings

Following Faithless Fruits

A conscience Gone Awry

A fleeting Dream of Chaos

An Enigma of Chapters

Paragraphed in Paradise

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Star in my Sky

Here I am,

There you are,

Two hearts sinking in a star.

I am me,

You are you,

So many dreams coming true.

We are one,

Though far apart,

Capturing each other's heart.

You and I

Are of like mind,

Dawn which leaves the dark behind.

Be at ease

In your desire,

This is all that we aspire.

You and I

Shall ride the wind,

And our love shall never bend.

Speak to me

Without a word

The sweetest love ever heard.

You are rare

And so am I,

Uncommon gems you cannot buy.

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Stay for me,

Star in my sky.....

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We are surges

Of love and emotion

Sounding deep in the ocean.

I rise to you

My towering wall

And know that I shall never fall.