I wanna love you in summer
when everything is hot
when the rain has poured
when the fields are damp
when the blend of flower colours convolutes
when their scent blends pleasantly in my nostrils
when the sky is always overcast with clouds
yielding its tears to the earth
with tree canopies protecting the ground
from the scorching rays of the sun
I wanna love you in winter
When everything is cool
When the morning breeze cools tree tops,
When skies are clear
When stars give direction to the sailor
When nights are long to endure our delight
I wanna love you in spring
when it' clear between branches
when leaves are brown
when the tree tops are clear
when gusty winds blow away all repellent
leaving the ground clear
I want the fruit of your mouth
The physical that doesn't perish
The emotional that doesn't expire!
Categories:
convolutes, love,
Form: Free verse
He feigns the astute overture which solemnly reigns oppressing. His head clouded
from mars to infinity, a perpetual black power convolutes through metaphysical
peripheries. Infinite is the torture granted from this being. Interdimensional
branding lays hollow in vein of mind control. Such is the vicariously voracious
Categories:
convolutes, philosophy, political, science fiction
Form: Free verse