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Midnight...You Are My Sun
In all the earnest buds
that long to open…..
and ambrosial May promises
I tried in the silence
and the rush of the storm
that rages wild and unkempt
to fight this consuming
To cease the feeling….
To halt the sticky sweetness
(berries on your lips)
I can’t stop it…baby
It’s there in every hour
In the breaking of the dawn
painted pink and washed in fire
In the turbulent waves of blue
and salt rain on my face
In the way you speak
and caress me
and the way your eyes just mess me
In the stark speech of branches
and the reawakening of flowers
The breeze that teases my hair
and tosses it carelessly
It’s just always there
stroking and breaking
and rebuilding me
Crashing me to jagged rocks
and yet spreading my wings
to fly your passion sky
In the dream of something
came the reality of you
In the fantasy of a wind’s embrace
came your precious face
and now I am powerless….
just helpless to stop this
My exposed heart blasts out
this eternal hankering……
this infinite crimson crush
A war against the pitching
A battle against this tumble
A railing combat…yet….
Aye! In the night that steals the sun
In the clouds that whisper achromatic hues
and the freesia and lilacs
and violets….. I see you
You are there just waiting
Always……relentlessly….I fall
Oh baby, I just can’t stop this
I fall, hard in a breathless fumble
Into your waiting heart
Like a trembling cat
I curl in your lap
I am so in love with you…
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