the synonym of lightning is love

         (don’t look in my eyes for more than a second:

          and then blame me for making you fall – luffina laurduraj)

 

i’m holding fast, not gonna last

cause your kiss can erase the past

i’m falling though i try to diss

say your kiss i will never miss

you bat your eyes, i’m weaker still

i drink your lips to get my fill

i can’t resist, burst into flames

i shut the door on bedroom frames

 

the curtains flit, a gentle breeze

fans the flames consuming me

the devil says the room’s too hot

offers kingdoms if we’ll just stop

our tongues are lost in wanton haste

till love’s the only thing i taste

so he leaves us for a season

we’re mindless now, beyond reason

 

alone at last, the die is cast

and all the sails are at full mast

shakespeare blushes from the grave

and writes a play called “misbehave”

a one act play with just one scene

no dialogue, just our convene

for even scribes cannot describe

the need in which we both transcribe

the flames have burned the world down

love is a verb, never a noun

 

***

success sustained in songs of love

(to be wise and love, exceeds man’s might – shakespeare)

 

three little words every wife hears

          (where’s my supper?)

now let me make this very clear

how did love become so defined

courtship crushed under daily grind

 

family: everyone has a role

where status quo becomes the goal

responsibilities refined

expressions of a love defined

 

until sorrow is sand slipping

through fingers futilely gripping

we are slaves to evolution

procreation constitution

 

proof of provide then cum inside

and all the love you feel besides

doesn’t fit in this expression

do your duty, learn your lesson

 

and all the reasons she was wooed

have no bearing on what we do

to pay the bills, wipe noses ill

the glass of obligation filled

 

this trap is just a tapestry

unraveling in travesty

we force divorce, because, of course

we’re claiming a buyer’s remorse

 

instead of seeing through the lies

that love is not a compromise

where every day a brand new song

should come your way and come on strong

 

you sing to her, she sings to you

and everything else you do

is just the stuff that’s in-between

so trivial it is unseen

 

***

quenched

(sometimes all i need is the air that i breathe and to love you – the hollies)

 

there’s nothing left that is bereft

except for possibly my breath

you take away upon this day

until there’s nothing left to say

but words i write filled with delight

about your beauty, day and night

 

***

inspiration in her arms

(in black ink my love may still shine bright – shakespeare)

 

reciting shakespearian sonnets

wearing what one wears within waves

the clouds cover like white bonnets

and from the april heat we’re saved

 

steadied from interlaced fingers

while waves try to wash us ashore

this mesmerized moment lingers

wherein with kisses i adore

 

you splash me with your silken hand

then playfully push me away

i chase you back onto dry sand

you let me catch you in our play

 

pull me down unto the towel

your hands behind my sea soaked hair

where we are verbs without vowels

within another kiss we share

 

whatever makes poems a sonnet

forgotten under april clouds

bikini with my hand on it

i wish the waves could wash the crowd

far from the shore so we can be

unbridled in intimacy

 

***

 

 

 

the lyrical layers of love

     (who ever loved that loved not at first sight? – shakespeare)

 

the red rose envies your sweet lips

framed within your ivory hue

within your colors it longs to dip

to become the beauty of you

 

the dancing daffodil’s design

was content within creation

until it saw your supple lines

and wilted with exasperation

 

i unraveled at your unveiling

with all the flowers seeping sighs

promised grace was a foretelling

of unearned gifts in paradise

 

to show that grace cannot be earned

god gave me the greatest gift

all other verdicts overturned

the gap was closed within the rift

 

evidence against none can argue

for all creation cries for beauty

when once seen in fulfillment of you

it’s a fiduciary duty

 

to claim your name and all the fame

of beauty that’s personified

that with your beauty all became

both jealous and yet satisfied

 

***

 

the resonance of romance

         (come what sorrow can

          it cannot countervail the exchange of joy

          that one short minute gives me in her sight – shakespeare)

 

oozing essence of evermore

i lead you unto the dance floor

with hand in hand and hands on hips

cheek to cheek becomes lips to lips

 

parts of the eye lack light receptors

missing frames in the projector

they say the brain fills in the blanks

for this sweet mercy i give thanks

 

that god within his wisdom knew

if i could behold all of you

i’d be vanquished, helpless quarry

exposed to your shekinah glory

 

we end the dance within a dip

i hold you there until my lips

capture yours for one more kiss

moments like these are reminisced

so in this moment i will linger

with my ring upon your finger

 

***

karen’s kiss

          (doubt that the stars are fire

          doubt that the sun doth move his aides

          doubt truth to be a liar

          but never doubt i love – shakespeare)

 

just like the fruitful apple tree

that grows and blooms from just one seed

my desire is on fire

for your kiss that i require

 

with longing for your supple breasts

both at the heart of this behest

with beauty that’s personified

in phrases such as i would die

 

for your sweet charms within my arms

where all my senses are disarmed

in surrender i will render

flawless rhymes about your splendor

 

your eyes of green make me serene

and in our bed i will convene

a soft caress of ivory flesh

with sighs upon your suppleness

 

***

 

 

i hope heaven is a well stocked whiskey bar

i came across some poems for you

of forest green and ocean blue

you were the weather in my storm

my love for you was not performed

except in dreams to an extreme

i wake up with remorseful screams

that my one dream ended abrupt

the only place i’ve known your touch

 

goodbye again will not rescind

or offer any dividends

apocalypse me, please and now

i’m tethered to this fucking tao

of swans dancing in fisher’s nets

accepting such without regret

we compromise the satisfied

until there’s nothing left to lie

 

***

exasperation exists in erroneous expectation

seeking love without atonement

          is not the way love is

for only through our punishment

          in this analyses

is how forgiveness is secured

          with women or divine

for all love is conditional

          and otherwise declined

 

to think it’s not, reserve a spot,

          hell is separation

and in the greatest sin of pride

          you’ll know desperation

eternal flame to burn your shame,

          suffering unending

it’s better just to play the game

          appease with pretending

 

deny yourself, for afterall,

          love is a selfless act

serve to deserve and you’ll reserve

          reward of their attract

to think you’re loved just as you are

          is misunderstanding

for love is the one request

          that is the most demanding

 

***

emulating the un-emasculated

         (prophet: “you’ve got to be true to yourself”

          me: “yeah, but at what cost?)

 

in my youth i spoke no truth although i thought i did

i spoke or wrote just like the folks i worshipped as a kid

i was a choice without a voice imitating their lives

decades later i found my voice and my own set of lies

in looking back i sure had fun, a leaf upon their stem

and after all is said and done i’d still rather be them

my years number longer than theirs and some i’m twice their age

the dark streets of decay, this one act play, upon this stage

saw the audience leave, the curtains drop, the lights go out

i’m still performing in the dark with no one else about

blank faces stared at what i shared, confusion culled their minds

the critics called me crazy or at best i am maligned

 

“so make your way to better days

far from the dark streets of decay

go ‘fuck yourselves’ is what i say

you don’t care why i’m here to stay”

 

because just like robert smith i am watching myself fall

and when i’m in the intermix it’s all just a masked ball

 

***

 

 

the thin edge of occam’s razor

(for each accepted explanation of a phenomenon, there may be an extremely large, perhaps even incomprehensible, number of possible and more complex alternatives. – forgot who said this because i don’t really care)

 

i was at the beach

a man, naked, was running around

screaming, “universal!”

 

i’m not sure if it was a good acid trip

or a bad one

 

the cops cuffed

carried him to their cruiser

and noticed me fully clothed

under the franchise of the sun

 

asked me what was up

“i’m at the ass end of the universe

trying to figure out if it is constipated

or has diarrhea”

 

i was frisked while i enlightened

that cavities can defy gravity

until the dentist forces a filling

 

they weren’t happy

but the naked man was black

they had what they really wanted

and left the white to watch the waves

 

i lit a smoke

no one else spoke to me

apparently encounters with enforcement

gave me an identity i don’t really possess

 

this one family kept staring at me

i approached them enhancing their unease

and said,

“the problem is that not only are people raised to

believe that there are such things as fairness and justice

but, also, that they are entitled to such”

 

then disappeared from their sight

which is all everyone really wanted

 

oh, what am i doing out in the daylight?

when will it be night?

where i can walk the streets

and repeat,

“i once prayed while on a bender

it came back return to sender”

 

title the poem the sacrifice of words

or scattered thoughts and fractured words

or please don’t think i matter

so you will leave me alone

 

right now my gums are bleeding

from too many cigarettes

but you can bet

i just lit another

while thinking about

the thought’s of others

while writing,

“in the art of soft reflection

i am dancing with deception”

 

oh where’s my music app?

i want to play “freak on a leash”

 

we need to eliminate the word “capish”

because no one actually comprehends

the dividends of a divisive mind

 

***

 

your perception is an assembly line production at the refinery of colloquial truth

(prophet: “life is a butterfly”

me: “wtf?!!”)

 

supine and sleeping are you reaping dreams from peace of mind

i sleep sometimes but often find my dreamscape is unkind

labels lying underneath the fabric of existence

name calling nullifies their truth, arming your resistance

heap your labels, lies and fables i’ve better things to do

i’m not sustained at the table of arguing with you

 

i don’t believe that peace of mind

is something i will ever find

you may find it and that is good

but fire will burn more than wood

 

depression isn’t real she said just moments of reflection

but i do not trust anything from the brain’s detection

i feel what i have always felt without comprehending

your labels land creating welts, beatings never-ending

some days i dip, some days i dive, nothing bears repeating

we’re not equipped just to survive illnesses we’re treating

 

i don’t believe that peace of mind

is something i will ever find

you may find it and that is good

but fire will burn more than wood

 

and so i’m where i’ve always been: circumstantial sorrow

and everything around the bend will be the same tomorrow

just contusions of conclusions culled from limitations

all your spurious allusions are just imitations

i wish there could be more than this, a definite define

but just because it’s reprocessed does not make it refined

 

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