...the birds having nothing on you
each tasty morsel drips
deflowering of night
and day
where sun has chose to stay
close
your lips to mine
piercing the aire
beheld in Pierian time
kindled and caressed in kiss
late night hours waved
as arousals arrive
and reside
touches pulsed by rhyme
symphonically conduced
more than mere interludes
that never conclude
stillness our tune
ignition the flame
morning whispers
silent into eyes of Jade
hesitating, she breathes once more
meandering Elysian fields of gold
Categories:
conduced, beauty, kiss,
Form: Romanticism
As I wander along the dimmest of dimensions
I understand every thing is not created to to be understood
But stood in within distance
Emerge, then purge
All things wicked
Vicious attempts
Meant to condemn us
Deliver the pent up
Frustration circulating
Damnation
Revolving all the causing agents
All the while searching in desperation
For restoration
Caused by evolution
I Conduced this
Proven
Theory
Eerie and elusive
Categories:
conduced, journey, life,
Form: Free verse