Her
soft sultry smile
Beckons
Soft summer
Tender heat
Spreading
Knowing
Eyes close
Body summons
She takes your hand
To drown in
The calming chaos
Manic sanity
The maddening masks
Of the modern world
Slip
In the steaming
Fluid flow
Of
The show
Of the dance
The liberation
Elation
The focus
Flashing lights
Scream illumination
To the half-blind
Only allow
Brief glances
Of illusory reality
Honest in its fiction
As long as
Only the beat
Pulsing
Drives
The primal moves
Found only
In
Her soft sultry smile
It’s never the impossible
Dreams
That crush
No
It’s the seeming simple
Attainable
Remain
Elusive pour
Continual slip
Quicksilver dance
Sliding through
Given a chance
To elude through
A distance
Maddening small
Infinitesimal
Sirens song
Dies in little more
Than a barely audible
Whisper
"It's never the impossible"
My muse
Some say
The saddest lines ever written were
I loved her
And sometimes
She loved me
Possibly
Chuck says
Find out what you love
And let it kill you
Possibly
But I say
Keep it simple
This is where we are always best
Always
Through it all
The succulent sweet
The biting bitter
The truth
Behind
The lies
Told to keep
The truth
Behind
Though
The other knew
The simple?
You
My friend
My more
What’s more
You gave me the greatest gift of all
To know love
Keep it simple
This is where we are always best
Miley Cyrus vs. Redfoo vs. Journey - Don't Stop Wrecking Ridiculous Ball (Djs from Mars)
Raindrops fell
Hollow rooftop strike
In sporadic
Systemic
Drive of Chaos
Mirroring emotions within
Building
Budding
Where to begin
Lenses of desire blinding
Limiting all that exists
To my seated muse
The slight lean
Joined by the slight opening
Of lips heavy with desire
As this same want
Forced her eyes to close
Knowing the burning kiss
Enflamed sacred hearts
Acutely ungainly
Steps of courtship
Forgotten
As my hands slight pass
Marked by the collapse
One into the other
Blinding passion
Rose only to meet
To pull
To draw
The two
Into one
The push
The pull
Longing touches
Burn
I pull you close
Your inferno smolders
The tilted heads
Jutting lean
Meets my mouth
Longing to devour
Its desire
The tantalizing trace
To your secret garden
In an inviting tread soft
While outside
Beyond the staccato
Thumping din
Raindrops fell
Gypsy Kings: Pharaon
The desert rose
Steps slowly
towards
As
She hides
That most treasured
Gifts of her spirit
That had slept for so long
Dormant waiting for the dawn
To rise
If
It ever would
Or could
Be safe
As if
She didn’t know
That he had seen
The stepping
Encroaching slip
Of the dark
Trace across her heart
Yet
He sang
The song
She had long ago forgotten
Still rang true
Pure
Her steps furitive
He waited
For the desert rose
To emerge
No longer able
To remain a bud
Instead
Almond eyes demure
Ache for his trace
As Spring
Erupts
Anew
In you
The desert rose
Beyonce vs. Eurythmics Sweet dreams djs from mars
Succulent ripe
The silken slide
Down your thigh
My heated
Kiss trace
to your gardens
Sheltered place
Where petals
Heavy dew
Greet my tracing touch
Crying
The longing
of the succulent ripe
The rise
The call
The slow slide
The closed eyes
Announce
The rising light
