these rags......

let me shed
these threadbare rags
the clothes of convention
wardrobe of society      
ecclesiastical attire
the dirty laundry of
women like me
of women
of me
of ME

these garments
that encumber me so
that stifle and stigmatize
that suffocate my soul
suffer me so

suffer my heart

rip them from my body
strip them away from the meat of my bones
tear them from my pure white flesh
the touch of them igniting burning branding
the texture of my thoughts

then throw them back
from whence they came
from whence they were sent
into the cesspools
of their own making
they have designed their own demise
and will inherit their own destruction
in their own way and in their own time

and i
i shall dress
i shall dress me
in the fabric of my imagination
the tapestry of tangible visions
woven from the heartstrings
of mine own spirit
i shall wear frocks of silken silence
shaped by voices unheard
sewn with the threads of
my heart’s love

dressing or not dressing

in my own way and in my own time

and i
i shall live  
i shall live by the dictates
of mine own heart
by the requisites of
love that guides me
bears me with its beauty
with its truth
upholding that which is good
which bears no evil
which loves for loves sake alone
giving all to love for love
asking nothing in return
loving as i go
in my own way and in my own time

and i
i shall love
i shall love you

YOU

in dreams.....

you move me 

in dreams of liquid red

nothing left unsaid

would you like to hear these words spoken?

we both knew...

we both knew there’d be a day
when i would go away
that i could never stay
i’d have to go my way
the sun held at bay
and night would come to stay
the stars no longer shine
and cry you are no longer mine
since i went away

but my love with you stays

always

.

.

would you like to hear the words spoken?

together forever...

 

on nights that wept for love
for what could never be
the tears of the night
fell softly from the skies
trickling down upon the
earthen bed of lovers lost 
who in the light of day

love would betray


lovers who now would be

together forever

the calling.....

i hide behind these thick thick walls
to save myself from all those falls
when love comes knockin’
and i hear its sweet sweet calls

she loved the way...

she loved the way
his eyes held her
how they floated toward her 

embracing her
like angels’ wings
softly and tenderly
how they sparkled like
green and golden stars
on a dark winters’ night
how in his eyes not only
did she see his soul
but her own as well

she loved the way
his mouth worshipped her
with words of love
with sounds of love
as if she were
a greek goddess to whom
such homage should be paid
in diamonds and rubies
and when he kissed her
how his mouth cautiously
meandered from her
shoulder up the valley
of her neck to the curve
of her cheek and then
down to the plump
hills of her own waiting lips

she loved the way
his nostrils joyfully
inhaled her fragrance
her essence her very being
how they flared
like a magnificent stallion
ever so slightly
at just the sight of her and
how as he took a breath
she felt herself being
drawn down down into
the recesses of his
life forces

 she loved the way
his sinewy hands
seemed to have a life
of their own when
he touched her
emitting powerful
electrical charges into her flesh
how they echoed the
rhymic  beating
of her heart’s desire
deep inside its chamber of bone
and heard her heart sing
in exaltation to their touch

she loved the way
his body responded to her
to the image of her to the sound of her
the smell of her to the taste of her
to her response to him
how uncontrolled and uncontrollable
it became as if taken hostage by
some unseen cannibalistic cosmic force
all consuming devouring all in its path
until its thirst was momentarily quenched
its hunger momentarily satiated

she loved the way
that theirs was a passion a lust a love
so intense as to defy the physical alone
demanding all and then more
as it did in a way that
neither could understand could comprehend
in a way neither had experienced before
and would ne’er experience with any other
in a way that they loved as no others had nor ever would

yes, they loved that way

frozen time...

i carve myself

a dream of you

from frozen time

and steamy thoughts

a dream in which

the world is ours

and love need not

be slept away

your love became...

your eyes

became
my vision of the world of myself

your ears

captured
the unsung songs of my love for you

your mouth

the field of passion’s flavors upon my lips

would you like to hear the words spoken?

the world of pearls...

remnants of shattered dreams drifted round her like so many strands of broken pearls

pearls that no longer had a string

pearls that had long since lost their effervescence

lackluster balls no longer a part of anything whole

these streams of yesterday’s dreams drifted to the splintered floor of her life empty without him
daylight became just another torture to be endured
countless hours of pretend in that world of if only called reality

and night

night alone in her dream world of him

night

the burning hellfire and brimstone scratched from the pulpit of her southern baptist childhood

night when all else was shut out by the darkness she had come to love

darkness hiding the sins of her heart

the lust of her soul
darkness where she became who she was

where she was no longer alone

but with her thoughts of him

of them

darkness where all sins committed were well worth the price of admission

yes

nights when memories held her close

caressed her heart

whispered softly into her ear

nights where dreams were the playground of their desire

their love acted out
love acted out under moons apart

and lives apart

her

in the dreamworld of broken pearls
him

in that other world

the world of reality


would you like to listen to the words?

shadow walk...

 i walk the lonely streets
phantom shadows without you

and see the world around me
bleak and empty without your presence

i hear the sounds of music
made silent without your laugh

and taste the dark sweet chocolate
turned bitter without your lips

i smell the flowers’ fragrances

turned foul without you

and feel the shafts of sun upon me
turn icy cold without your arms

i sleep away the darkness
made hellish without your touch

and speak the language
of loveless words without your name

i write these words
indelibly spilling from 

my bleeding heart

and dream of days now gone
of life with you

would you like to hear the words?

and i feel it still...

 















in the silence of the stars

spilling from the skies
in the blue indigo of your crying eyes

in the crimson tide of time stood still
when of my own free will

i turned and walked away
that cold dark day

i felt the sound of your heart break
when our love i did forsake

and

i feel it still

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