If You were to be my final ballad,
bold and blazing,
bleeding ink burning eternally
would the book of my life
be closed on a death bed of bliss,
sealed with a locket of Your lovely longing,
perhaps left open upon my chest
to where You and I confessed
that our love is a natural obsession,
that torturous distance
made our passion more deft,
that Time was not an enemy,
It has been an ally
towards the evolution of our devotion,
the last heartbeat of a Poet Man
haloed by phoenix quills of love,
If You were my final kiss,
tight and liquid hot,
let's have our lips hold on long
to a breath immortal
unfading as faith fearless,
reverberating into the Valhalla
of Love ever living,
If You were to induce my final tear,
searing and falling
into the open mouth of my truth
It will be voicing an ultraviolet
cymatic oval
pitching into a promise
that is already realized,
If You were to be my final fear,
let It be that I am scared
of not being scared
of lovin' You all the way...
J.A.B.
Epitome of beauty~
luring suitors
honing sunbeam glows
young men in t r a n c e s
Billy is deceased~
all for a t t r a c t i o n
blossoms of Eden
her prisms, extraordinary~
whispering s e r e n i t y
her lips are ajar
galaxies collided~
not for Billy
ultraviolet burns~
m e t a m o r p h i s i s
Pat's companion
for o x y t o c i n
forever lost inside the motion~
My incredible!
Almost edible!
Infrared and, well,
Ultraviolet!
Full of warmth and light -
Gorgeous, timeless sight
Taking mind on flight
To the never-land.
Your blonde hair swings down
On your velvet gown -
In you voices drown,
Like in concert hall.
Unbelievable!
Inconceivable!
Sun will rise and fall
On your gorgeous soul.
My enchantress, you!
Giant eyes of blue
Like a cloud that flew
Over turquoise skies
Singing melodies
Of the galaxies
Ending fallacies
And becoming wise.
Gentle like a dove,
You are queen of love -
I can't get enough
Of your tenderness!
Goddess of the sea!
How you sing to me
How I long to be
In your soft caress!
Cherry blossom, you!
All that's good and true!
Pink and white and blue
Like a carnival,
Like a rainbow, free!
How you spell-bind me!
How I long to be
In your darling soul!
In your love I'll swim
And your voice will sing
An eternal hymn -
No regret at all!
Inexorable!
Most adorable!
Uncontrollable!
Unforgettable!
A glass-winged rose upon a stem of wire,
Suspended in the amber breath of night,
It keeps the phantom image of its fire,
A trapped, electric, ultraviolet light.
The petals shatter into silent screams,
Of diamond-dust that tastes of distant stars,
While roots are drinking up the melted dreams,
And ticking time is locked behind cold bars.
The sun, a faded photo of yellow,
Dares not to break the brittle silver spell,
In this breath, the frozen world grows mellow,
And ringing in the silence, a cracked bell.
A crimson pulse inside a sapphire cage,
A secret frozen on a winter stage.
Rays of radiation scorch my feathers
Ultraviolet bakes me from within
Each time, I feel my breath inch closer
But the reds marks never shake me
A young man tried to scale this once
The son of Bravery and Patience
Beating rays of gleaming off-yellow
Robbed him of vision and benign skin
But you, the chain link of armor
Aids my fragile skin of low melanin
With lips of soft lotion, you whisper
Blanketing me with your soft encouragement
Cold dark eyes of determination
You curse, then grip my ivory blade for me
"She'd like a duel."
The sunlight laughs, kicks his feet to the horizon
You place one last touch to me, clearing hair from my face
It makes my bosom flutter, I rise like helium
Knife placed to the jugular of the sol
Oh, my Icarus, you know better than to do this
Basking in clusters of cancer with visual appeal
Lips curl into a smile as the wound deepens
The tsar of life recoiling at my demand
It turns its head in shame and takes back its remarks
Light concentrated in its irises turns a dark violet
And as you rush to embrace me and take me into your arms
"Night is upon us," you cry, cradling me close to your heart
I was born on Cygnus III,
and have a special eye to see,
on my very special head,
beyond ultraviolet and infrared,
and into infinity.
(For all the girls in Gauteng)
I am the Violet of Vereeniging, a vibrancy that nakes ultraviolet light seem pale and week.
My modesty is a magnificent mirage, masking the seismic power of my purple, potent, perfect presence.
I am the definitive definition of grace, the grand gravity that keeps Vereeniging grounded in pure beauty.
When I blink, lightning strikes the earth, purely out of sheer, shocking astonishment at my charm.
My fragrance is the secret ingredient in every single beautiful memory you have ever had.
I am a vibrant, vital,valuable vignette of absolute, undeniable vitality.
The lightning blinks through diaphanous air,
An enigmatic catharsis of the universe.
The thunderous exhale fleeting--
Ultraviolet tendrils grasping from the atmosphere.
A bolt illuminating the heavens with majestic bearing,
Smothering the canvas littered with stars in a flash,
Curling with a conniving kind of captivation--
A calamitous craft cracking through the cosmos.
I'm shatter proof, rain drops on the tin roof. Boiling in the summer heat, I'm sucked into the atmosphere but also the sound made under your feet, you hear that? Nothing else like it, my life's in ultraviolet and you can't even touch me. any who judge me. You're out of my mind, your vision is blind and you're ing boring. Hit copy and paste but you'll never catch me, I am soaring. My minds in the darkness but your touch is real heartless, it's appalling. See only someone like me can be so twisted yet gifted with coexistence of others convictions, it's me they're all calling, I'm the best contradiction and you're all left stalling to catch up to me. all you submissives' my vibes are high in the sky and emissive while you are all lost in transition.
I got water and weed
I'm richer' n richer
I ain't in need of cash
you can drop me your trash
gonna make me an art
for the East Jesus shrine.
Hear this from a wizard
ole Stalin is the man
red dolphins are the truth.
Plastic legs on the roof
of my old pink Chevy
(not been to the levee)
Barbie girls, haunted dreams,
painted rats and crosses;
all singing at the Range.
Slab City; nothing's strange
a show called Jester J**z
sings semen has declined.
Blue pig fortune tellers
in yellow school busses
grow purple-flowered weeds,
sell early traded beads.
The wind howls, the dogs bark;
the dreamcatcher misses.
I chase empty beer cans
for one that might be full
use ultraviolet lamp
in Pink Flamingo camp
I am just another
wandering refugee
Snowbirds come in winter
UPS delivers.
Past Salvation Mountain
there's no soda fountain
for those that don't believe;
head back to Babylon.
A cavalcade of savage singing lights
whip worshippers of ultraviolet;
Indulging the most hedonistic threat
they raise hooks to meritorious heights;
DJ’s entourage being read last rites
at the end of that set they won’t forget;
A cavalcade;
The swollen witching hour synthetic bites
direct reckless dancers to a sure bet;
Inarticulate’s the best you can get;
Obsessing over complicated fights,
a cavalcade.
as long as I see the sky ~ all life’s protected by an ozone ply
Beta and the VHS
Could not be beaten years ago.
A childhood of watching tapes...
These were standard video.
Then throughout my teenage years
The DVD was made.
The quality was noticeable
Because of this upgrade.
Discs progressed over more years...
Along came the Blu-ray.
Evolution yet again
Of picture and display.
Ultraviolet and 3D...
Digital copies too.
Many ways to watch a film...
These are just a few.
These days, resolution lies
In glamourous 4K...
Up to four times better than
The typical Blu-ray.
From what I've heard of resolution
8K is the best.
I wonder how when the time comes
It compares to the rest?
"The Pearl Essence and Dark Horizon"
Just,
as a pearl of wisdom
plucked like a
luminous silver apple
from a blue sky forest,
an entrancement;
the Sun watches
like a voyeur
from afar
tucked under
his tenebrous horizon,
while the dark night
is fully illuminated,
the romance
like Guy Fawkes
straddling 4th July
lush lit and lotus-eating
blue independence,
calls forth the
circadian goddess
blushing like a new bride,
who has waited for this
moment, it would seem
her entire life,
waxing and waning
shifting hues of
shimmering pink nude
into revealing shades
of ultraviolet
sans sun, but,
just the same,
romance
ignited
Just,
as a pearl of wisdom
plucked like a
luminous silver apple
from a blue sky forest,
an entrancement;
temptation,
Sun
rises
like a fallen chess piece
to take his untouchable
luminous silver
teasing
Moon
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
"Tell me the story
about how the Sun
loved the moon so much,
that he died every night
just to let her breathe."
Light blue sky bathed in sunlight
ultraviolet flirting the deep blue sea
strolling shorelines of lazy beaches
feeling the touch, women lying in bikini.
polka dots, some neon green and orange
criss-cross strings on bare almond skin
ripples of desire towering on high waves
waist poised perfect in bikini paper-thin
absorbing curvatures amidst little shells
on slender thighs, staring eyes freeze
convex sand dunes ignite fun in the sun
with scent of beer in pollen-filled breeze.
Bikini blossoms color the tanned silver beach
two pretty pieces reveal an alluring seduction
A tsunami of pleasure, the teeny weeny dress
In the Eden of apples, it's forbidden temptation.
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