Here
I want you here
I need you here before me
My head on your breast
My heart's beating out of my chest...
Where
If only I knew where
If only I knew where you were lying
Where you crying
Where you were dying
Why can't I take you away from there...
From there...
Tears
So many tears
So many fears chain me from the warmth of your Fire
Do you know the depths of my desire?
Oh Love, I want you here with me now...
Now...
Inside I scream so loud
For you
To be here with me Now.
I descend into your arms
Broken and free
You hold me...
I kneel before you
My Valkyrie...
Stripped of my rebellion
Sacrificed in your infernal temple
You talons rip through all I've ever been
Will I last?
Can I survive your purging blasts?
My Wings unfurled, I Fly with you...
Penetrated by your deviance; my Darkness set ablaze..
My pulse electrified - I am transformed.
This is my Renaissance.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Chasing
Who are you?
Where do you go?
Why am I tossed now to and fro?
Yesterday died.
Tomorrow's about to be born.
Here I am now; to what do I bow?
How?
How do you know where to go?
How do you know what to feel?
What is real?
Do I kneel?
I'm scared.
Do you ever wonder what it would be like
To call yourself forward and give it the mic?
To jump out of yourself,
Turn around,
And shake you by your own shoulders?
Do you?
Am I just chasing after myself?
Am I just running after a train that never left?
Chasing my own Shadow...
Do you ever catch your own Shadow?
What do you do with it when you do?
Where do you go?
Why am I tossed now to and fro?
Yesterday died.
Tomorrow's about to be born.
Here I am now; to what do I bow?
How?
How do you know where to go?
How do you know what to feel?
What is real?
Do I kneel?
I'm scared.
Do you ever wonder what it would be like
To call yourself forward and give it the mic?
To jump out of yourself,
Turn around,
And shake you by your own shoulders?
Do you?
Am I just chasing after myself?
Am I just running after a train that never left?
Chasing my own Shadow...
Do you ever catch your own Shadow?
What do you do with it when you do?
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Start of a song...
Shown my way down a winding river
You glide through my every pore
I want more...
Climb into my darkest silo
Changing, transforming, morphing
Into my my greatest fears.
You gather my tears
Into your flick'ring palms
Making Alchemy
You return them to me
As drops of gold.
You glide through my every pore
I want more...
Climb into my darkest silo
Changing, transforming, morphing
Into my my greatest fears.
You gather my tears
Into your flick'ring palms
Making Alchemy
You return them to me
As drops of gold.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Hello
Welcome to my life.
Share my experience.
Take a peek behind two very strange eyeballs
And peruse to your heart's desire.
I guarantee you'll never tire
Of the big bright bundle of flashes and stashes
That mashes together inside this insidious cranium
Delicate as a geranium; resilient as bamboo,
Here, nothing is taboo; nothing left unpenetrated.
While some flit by with plugged ears and asses,
It takes all I can muster to keep my Heart regenerated,
Writhing in and tasting every moment that passes.
I invite you on this journey;
This pedestrian magnum opus.
Not for the faint of heart or spleen
My urban wonderland keeps the senses very keen.
If you've the stomach; if you've the balls,
Come with me, for the new dawn calls.
Carpe omnia.
Share my experience.
Take a peek behind two very strange eyeballs
And peruse to your heart's desire.
I guarantee you'll never tire
Of the big bright bundle of flashes and stashes
That mashes together inside this insidious cranium
Delicate as a geranium; resilient as bamboo,
Here, nothing is taboo; nothing left unpenetrated.
While some flit by with plugged ears and asses,
It takes all I can muster to keep my Heart regenerated,
Writhing in and tasting every moment that passes.
I invite you on this journey;
This pedestrian magnum opus.
Not for the faint of heart or spleen
My urban wonderland keeps the senses very keen.
If you've the stomach; if you've the balls,
Come with me, for the new dawn calls.
Carpe omnia.
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