The desert at sunset, comes alive in the dying light
The cool quickening breezes, glimmering in light
White sand beach, the foaming surf effervesces
Dark caves under waves—edges churning light
A morning sunbeam illuminating a moss bed
For only a moment—a spark of green light
Windswept fields of delicate golden dried stalks
How far you waved to reach this softness of light
The amber glow in a dying flame
Shifting the shadows of firelight
I Belden, walk in the pines every evening
For the orange display and to say—ah the light
Ivory stars flicker and spit
like candles kissed by zephyrs.
Midnight foil effervesces,
raptures me in obsidian.
Gladiolus come begging
at my crimson thoughts.
Smoky Cirrus caress
a white butterfly crescent.
Charcoal embers in a pit
whisper ashes of roses.
Cerulean wavers
in remnant flames of saffron.
I stir absinthe at an onyx table
on a porcelain patio.
Chartreuse gardens fade
in sable shadows.
A warm sensation that effervesces from the depths of soul when our eyes meet-
Captivation in a moment without desire for retreat.
A melt down of thought process when you smile-
Like infused sunshine that is addictive and lasts for quite a while.
Time loss with the touch of your hand-
A feeling like that of ones toes in the tepid, silky, sand.
A quickened pulse and breath upon hearing you speak-
A feeling of passion flush as it culminates at its peak.
A contagion of elation upon hearing your laughter-
A stirring of emotions and feelings-love follows soon after.
The sun-kissed water,
Effervesces and sparkles:
Over craggy rocks.
I can taste the moon
Effervesces on my tongue
tickling my throat
Or is it more like
Oreo Cookie filling
So sweet and creamy
Marshmallow softness
Lite and airy as pillows
Sugar confection
I can taste the moon
In dreams where fantasy rules
It is possible
Slowly let go
Sinking downward spirals demon-heavy
The embrace of a vaccuum
It ruptures briefly and subsides
A cataclysm and ever sedulous
The global fragments stick as sequins
Heavy ashen as marble and flecked with underworld
The sky folds as an envelope and everything is safely tucked without
To push oneself forward with assiduous aspiration
With a far right walk of the didactical rites and ever indefatigable
Slightly it breathes, choking on shadows equal to a new born
Fragile as matches it effervesces heavy as a golden skull
Solemn as a raincloud approaching as Thor
The sudden crush and several red tears, droplet by droplet
Take me to the vultures where I weigh my golden parasite
The dull luminescent skull under Thor's mighty embrace
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