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My Shades of Purple

The beauty of your smile....
the feeling of your warm skin,
the taste of your sweet kiss....

The thought of you,
the sight of you....
sends me into a sensual abyss.

Close your eyes,
and make a wish....
and watch it come true....
then lay back,
as I proceed to let my love flow through you.
With you is where I desire to be....
next to you, and you here next to me.
Could this be...
The feeling I've longed for?
Is this the hidden palace,
I have waited so long to explore?

Your kiss weakens me....
Your hug strengthens me....
love, enigmatic....
style, mysterious....
I am not supposed to understand it.
The moment I smell your skin....
I go into a natural high....
you make me want you even more.

Shades of purple....
the beauty and majesty....
the thought of loving you,
and you loving me.
There's nothing in between,
what we have,
what we've both seen....
I'm drunk with desire....
my soul is on fire,
and all I want is you....
Shades of purple....
I want you....
I need you....

Make me come to you,
make me crawl to you...
restrain me....
have your way with me....
touch me....
kiss me....
please me....
don't speak....
just do to me what you will....


A letter to my love

Strange what fickle thoughts trickle through the space behind my eyes
Behind those wry windows through which you see far too deeply
Past the vanity that clouds my judgement when my soul is on fire in ways no other burn could comprehend 
That fire which ravages all that is soft and pretty, which softens that which is hard with grief
For part of me was razed when we spoke for the second, first time. That sallow and bitter part birthed from the loss of one to whom I will always be devoted
This forgotten and found again scorching of the soul is painful in ways impossible to describe
But not for a second would I think to change it

Obnoxious Beat

Midnight thunder upon my head
and I have no  place to put my bed
Darkness covers the bereaved sky
And  big trucks are rolling by
Cars speeding up and down the haggard street
And the crickets are rebelling  in the trees
The owl sits on the broken branch 
hooting a miserable song
They watched mighty men scramble around
looking for a passion that has broken down 
They hold down their heads in shame
While the base rips its garment in two
and every one slowly drifts away looking confused
The night is not quiet and my soul is on fire
I cannot tell from whence it came
but something is going up in flame
The wind is blowing from East to West
And I am waiting on an unannounced guest
who has all the power to uncover the mess
The day of reckoning is approaching
And the glimmer and glamour is drowning
This night has pierced my troubled soul and
the story starts to unfold
The obnoxious beat echoed through the floor
And the night bore its penalty
While darkness looms over the contentious house

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Major distraction powerful confusion
 innovative woven tapestry 
vivid words non-spoken sensual 
conveying sense of disorientation
 discomforted spiritual turmoil 
imaginary imagination being lost and disconnected 
from myself in retrospect
 my amnesia has no recollection
 there's no consciousness denial I have a headache my brains on fire my stomach aches my soul is on fire my thoughts are scattered I'm lost in my own forest if not for my light of clarity at not memory like drops of rain fall to the ground splashes forming a puddle a stream trickling down the sidewalk off the curb to the sewer drain I remain tangent lost and disconnected for my own memories and identity fire fire so I ache with intensity of the emotional physical pain fragmented and disjoint nature thoughts and emotions forgotten and forgiven struggling to find my foot amidst the steps of my inner turmoil

I Want To Go Home

The melody of love sways in the evening breeze even the barking dogs move to its beat.   Tranquility  nestled in paradise  only found in sweet St. Mary 
Passion and pleasure found a home inside of me . 
My soul is on fire 
Sweet St Mary 
I long to be in the comfort of  his arms 
I want to come home 
I love you the king of my soul
My body feels pleasure when the darkness creeps on land 
Sweet Sweet St Mary
I want to come home 
Jerk pork , breadfruit and a cold red stripe and his hand in mine 
A wetness between my legs ...I quiver by his touch 
When passion meet love it's all a fair game 
Sweet sweet St Mary I miss you tonight .


A World Without You

I am so lost in a world without you, 
Life is colourless and I feel so blue,
People come and go, yet for you I wait,
In this world of lies, you are my true mate,

Come to me please, do not bid me adieu,
I am so lost in a world without you,
Listen to my cry, hold me close, my dear,
When others walk away, you must come near,

True love does not leave so quickly, my love,
Were you not the one sent to me from 'bove?
I am so lost in a world without you,
You stole my heart even before I knew,

Will you not harken to my heart's desire?
Do not go away, my soul is on fire,
Our love's promises, let's again renew,
I am so lost in a world without you.



(A Quatern with 10 syllables)

05.27.2020
Form: Rhyme

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