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Tufts of ghostly cotton candy,
Backlit by lavender sage,
Caught in rocky nooks and
crannies,
Sky islands of stage.
Sugar whipped and frothy,
Clouds of pink and blue,
Melting in the moisture,
Disappearing with the dew.
Sticky light, fluffy grains,
Momentary treat,
Saccharin violet bliss,
Diabetic feat.
Rock candy gossamer, air-
whipped, spun,
Majesty's paper cone,
Rainbow sprinkles of
precipitation,
Air and water and stone.
Xylose billows, sucrose puffs,
Mouthwatering bits of sky,
Trapped by sierras, amethyst,
Until they melt, die.
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Heartbreak and spice,
everything nice,
Jet pepper and cracked
cinnamon.
Variety and life, diamonds and
curls,
Feminine mystique such a sin.
Sorrow and snails, mysterious
things,
We all know boys will be boys.
With leather and musk, a little
bit rough,
Trashing out bodies, their toys.
Jack and Jill went up a hill,
To trip, tequila, and fall.
And then, they both came
tumbling down,
Cushioned by an eight-ball.
Soldiers, steeds and super glue,
Unable to foresee,
A fall, a break, rock bottom hit,
Nothing that can't be fixed...for
a fee.
Mirror, mirror, in my hand,
Am I the most anorexic of them
all?
Poke and prod and bended
knee,
Hoping he might call.
Light a candle...Be nimble! Be
quick!
Lift your skirt and take my dick!
Gladly! If after I meet you,
Peter,
Midnight strikes, and you're the
pumpkin eater.
Bah bah, black sheep,
Happen to know a virgin?
An apple a day, may keep the
doctor away,
If you ate it, instead of them.
There was a young lady, who
lived to buy shoes,
Despite what others may say.
Nine, 18, 27 months,
The price she had to pay.
Maybe, he sat in the corner,
Dreaming of nothing but pie,
He stuck something in, it
wasn't his thumb,
Pat on the head, what a good
guy.
Star light, so bright!
Is that a white light I see?
Hit me baby, one more time,
Revive my agony.
Little miss innocent, sat in a
bar,
Drinking her whiskey and rye,
Along came a spider, sat down
beside her,
Bedding her with a lie.
Stars that twinkle, diamonds
too,
Never questioned, never
thought,
To be the naive reasoning,
Behind fortunes sought.
A fairy tale, nursery rhyme,
poison antiquities,
Teach the future something
more,
Something more to seize.
Tiskets and taskets, better left
for baskets,
A distant era, another time.
Pockets full of ashes and
posies,
Archaic cradle rhymes.
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Strangling a sea of bittersweet,
a crimson lullaby,
Bubbles of iridescent black,
hearing angels cry.
Flames of roses, frozen thorns,
amethyst serenade,
Starlight tears and Chardonnay
that drowns the sorrows within.
Chained and bound, at the
earths very end,
Waiting, praying to sirens and
mermaids, begging for hell to
descend.
Wisteria's whisper, perfumed
silk,
Flutter of bats and men.
Sobbing shoulders, naked as
the soul and silver dust of
moon,
Through the muffled requisite,
she prays its over soon.
Salt and sea and sapphire,
tangle in flax and heart,
Butter cream silhouette, tainted
from the start.
Jaded even in innocence,
Antique in her ignorance.
She drops to champagne sand,
take a knee,
The lock to which there is no
key.
Tears that shatter as they fall,
Years in seconds passed.
Grains of glass tattoo tender
skin,
Branded by heaven's immortal
sin.
Scarlet letter, number one,
Mascara stained soul.
Tar and shimmer, creeping ever
closer,
Wings that reject and embrace
her.
Gasping for her final breath,
Admitting to defeat.
A twinkle in a cerulean eye,
Whispered wink, a kiss, a cry.
Tattooed flesh elicits a
memory,
Though you never knew its
name.
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Another sleepless night,
Lonely.
Not alone,
But, if only,
Love requited,
Respect,
Despair.
I know better than this.
Tiny drops of bitter tears,
Sour grapes bloated on fears,
Silver moon, juniper breeze,
Tick, tock, tick.
Iridescent sands of time,
Fall.
Hourglass.
Hours crawl.
Seconds fly,
On broken wings.
Agony.
Ache.
Lightning in a lavender field,
Desperate love, refuse to yield.
Pitter-patter of tiny toes,
Heaven weeps above.
Drowning in your thirst,
Tease.
Begging.
Praying, please.
Grains of glitter,
Dance.
Jump.
Death upon descent.
Flutter shut, worn and weary,
Lashes, window, wet and teary.
A distant grumbling cry
whispers.
Monsoon lullaby.
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Crimson lips of lovers past,
the crystal tears of time,
the poet less a bitter word,
has written his last rhyme.
Your amber eyes of yesterday,
are what lead me to tomorrow.
The tangled webs of what we
had,
are guilded with my sorrow.
Why does life have to die?
The poet writes his song,
and bleeding at the thought of
death,
his memory passes on.
And do I dare dream of
whispers to you?
across your ebony sea,
but more than that, do I dare
to ask,
do you think of me?
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Sweat glistening on pallid skin,
icy hot, heavenly sin,
throbbing moments of sanguine zin,
Verdant shades of grey.
whispers of passion, ecstasy,
Invisible chains, bound, free,
Longing for what the flesh can see,
Bittersweet anticipation.
Nibble of a crimson lip,
Gasp into another kiss,
Thrusting against blushing bliss,
Carnal desire submerged.
Nerves drunk with vertigo,
dripping, spasms of afterglow,
Sated thirst, starving ego,
collapse into embrace.
Drift away, a languid dream,
Haunted by a moan, a scream,
Perfumed sighs, claws, cream,
Until we meet again.
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Chartreuse waves of ocean,
Grains of ivory shore,
Drown another memory.
Citrus smothered whore.
Lemon-lime and bittersweet,
Icy hot and burn,
Swallowed pain, lies and truth,
So easy not to learn.
Salty veil of innocence,
Tattered, torn, a demons kiss,
Virgin, verdant, in twice the
way,
Intoxicated bliss.
Lick the rim, tongue in cheek,
Prickly compromise.
One, two, just one more,
Heart, head, thighs.
Sober thoughts become wasted
words,
Frozen drops of time,
Call someone who maybe
cares?
Why, waste the dime.
Agave drops of amber ombré,
Puddle on the floor.
Dignity and vigilance,
chaux des fondus au noir.
Elixir of the broken hearted,
Neon glow of gams, parted,
Lamentation, the nectar,
Of the harlot, and his bride.
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drops of dew in 80 proof,
satin sheets , clouds aloof,
sweet champagne a moment,
and then,
saccharine gilded past.
awakened by the fragrant
mourn,
perfect! alas one is tattered,
torn.
innocent perfection, newborn
faith
velvet intoxication.
ebon sands shower days per
chance weeks,
fermenting youth, beauty
seeks,
days of yore and yonder days,
a memory, beauty, fades.
crimson stains on frigid feet,
one, two, eight...repeat.
no longer proud in sensual
innocence,
80 proof defeat.
faint perfume of history,
faded photograph of misery.
drowning, naked in glory past
blissfully ignorant - says who?
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Tiny orbs of iridescence,
Rainbow clear and glitter,
sparkle, shine, shimmer,
Innocent and bitter.
Twinkle twinkle little sphere,
lilting to and fro,
Dancing on the jasmine breath,
Of kisses angels blow.
Oil slick swirls of spectrum,
Essence trapped in glass,
tumbling on edges of incense,
Whimsical, alas.
Tye-dye smears of rose and
sky,
Stained gold and sea,
Suffocating intoxication,
Breathless objectivity.
Torrid maze of purposeless,
Prismatic, weightless rain,
Opalescent labyrinth,
Fearless, fading pain.
Profane in its ignorance,
Drifting on the wave,
Seconds shy of sixty,
Abrupt and humid grave.
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On crimson swells of naïveté,
Ebbing wings of shattered
memory,
Ecru mists of blissful doubt,
Blanketed in stars.
Breathless sighs of wine and
cream,
Forcing silence amidst the
screams,
Pale reflection drowns the past,
Shelter from the storm.
Longing for a champagne
shore,
Praying not to ache, anymore,
Torn between the evil known,
And the enigma stranger still.
Verdant cuffs, ankles bound,
Gazing upward, sinking down,
A single tear, mirrored sky,
Iridescent high.
Icy hot and sugar spun,
Whipped syrah, damage done.
Shades of perfume blind the
soul,
Inhale...exhale...fade away.
Distorted bubbles of innocence,
Eyes wide open, shells of virgin
opulence,
Broken bonds, jaded chains,
One soul spawned from two.
Ebon wings, emerald train,
Beauty born of self-loathing
disdain,
Legend, lore, fantasy,
Release in taffy whirls.
Sanguine ombré, lipstick dawn,
Island, peace, to sun upon.
Siren dipped in ruby seas,
This vampire's seductive song.
Wondering once what might
have been,
Never to hate, to dance again,
Regretting nothing, ever, more,
Than fighting destiny.
Years, decades, eons by,
Only once a tear to escape her
eye,
Shattered on the ocean floor,
Scattered, like the life she led
before.
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