cause and effect

with pen and ink i often think about your suppleness

my poems are always on the brink with longing for your kiss

the ecstasy which comes to me when thinking about you

would fill up every ocean underneath a sky of blue

wherein the streams of gentle dreams flow like tributaries

your beauty warms the frozen heart till all it can carry

is the rapture replenishing the streams which fill the sea

which cannot hold and overflows covering everything

wherein i drown in the abounding beauty you possess

the tempest waves of all i crave are all i can express

you inspire such desire by simply being you

more beautiful than anything the human eye can view

 

          *

radiant

sunshine seeking solace on the softness of your skin

its rays can splay the universe but every place it’s been

can’t compare with all you are with beauty ravishing

cause even with an endless reach there’s nothing that it’s seen

that captivates or recreates the art of your allure

its tentacles caress your curves and rest in your contours

 

and i can only offer words and shadows filled with sighs

wishing i could have the girth of sunlight in the sky

so i too could envelope you with warmth of a caress

and let my words illuminate all of your loveliness

and join the sunshine on your lips with warmth of a soft kiss

the brightness of your beauty blinding me with such sweet bliss

 

          *

unleashed

rough and tumble, bed frame rumbles

across sheeted plains we stumble

beauty untamed ignites a flame

you’re screaming out his holy name

 

so roughly raked your thumbnail breaks

our furnace kiss could bake a cake

bed sheet abandons slotted sides

from our violence it now hides

 

upon the floor its fabric sore

from the waging of our war

that glistens skin, breaks the frame

the walls dissolve at our proclaim

 

collapsing casual and calm

but still i hold you in my arms

prepared to die amid the sigh

and recompense of satisfied

 

and in my lingering caress

i will whisper and confess

of how i only think of you

captivated and imbued

with dreams of just another kiss

the world could end amid such bliss

 

          *

 

 

intro and lyrics

lyrics lingering on her skin

re-reading her braille once again

sky fall into the darkest light

in eyelid closed i hold her tight

satin whispers flood what is real

expressing everything i feel:

 

my fingers fall upon your face

descriptive words dance with their trace

of beauty which inspires me

to paint with words for all to see

 

angel heralding salvation

praises permeate the nation

goddess gathering in glory

every reader writes a story

 

inspired by my written sighs

caressing pens under blue skies

while i embrace and trace the source

engaging verbal intercourse

 

of beauty born upon your wings

with every lyric i will sing

in awe of every line i trace

as fingers fall upon your face

 

          *

restless sighs

and all the rhythm in my words is harmonized with you

a seed was planted at first sight and everyday it grew

into the poetry of love inspired by your charms

where whims and wishes were written to win you to my arms

 

sweet words obsessed with a caress upon your silken skin

and every kiss, eternal bliss that we begin again

eyes that smile all the while my words embrace your heart

words to linger like my fingers whenever we’re apart

 

i claim the fame within your name, beauty personified

upon the evening you were born the arch angels all cried

to see perfection in mankind not seen since the fall

they envy me each time they see how much i have it all

 

i watch you sleep amid the words i whisper next to you

wherein the moonlight’s radiance bathes you in subtle hues

and when the sunlight winds its way within the woven sky

i see you stir and saturate my heart with restless sighs

 

          *

breath

while all the colors of the fall

has everybody else enthralled

your beauty has me mesmerized

and all else is a compromise

 

for in the beauty you possess

i find that i am unimpressed

with anything else which i see

and all eternity agrees

 

the seat that is on beauty’s throne

is occupied by you alone

where visions of your loveliness

crowns you the goddess of my breath

 

which disappears when you are near

you turn my breath into a tear

that’s shed in awe of sheer delight

evaporating to the heights

 

of words which wrap around my heart

describing you’s the only art

worth creating for you’re truly

the encompassment of beauty

 

          *

11 13 18

taking a vacation with alliteration i write,

 

“yesterday you yawned your yearnings yet you yielded yes”

 

then watch the sun set on the inspiration of my mind

 

under a full moon i croon:

 

“while all the colors of the fall

has everybody else enthralled

your beauty has me mesmerized

and all else is a compromise”

 

but the clouds come causing the night to become contrary

 

spell check tells me my line in alliteration contains verb confusion

and i think, “welcome to the poetry of my mind”

 

to get the rhythmic rhetoric roaring i recite an opening verse

to a poem i coined back in the eighties,

 

“learn to dance on dreary days that drizzle down defeat

wake to wisdom of the word that weaves eternal beat

glow the gift that gave you guidance from the guarded grave

take the time to realign the rapture and the rave”

 

but i remain creatively infertile

 

i read a few pages from my “echo” manuscript

but can’t connect with the writer who witnessed those words

confer with the closed doors in the hallway of my inspiration

but no one is home or willing to answer with an opening

 

i feel bottled up

needing to twist off the top or uncork

but whatever is simmering beneath the surface

is suffering in silence and won’t stop gnawing on my bones

waiting for me to reach in my hand and pull it out of the pit

and give it a home on the poetry of pages

 

the war wages without being streamed live

the passage ways are blocked surging with suffocation

for all thoughts gasp for a permanent vacation

from the entrails of my macabre

 

          *

 

 

you are the longitude and latitude of love

words of worship work their way within my wistful wiles

seducing you with what i say has always been my style

but words come easy and come quick when writing about you

with beauty bright as colors in an everlasting hue

 

the words align within a rhyme as i behold your face

with every word my one design is knowing your embrace

a perfect storm on which was born kisses of desire

where every urge will know the purge found within the fire

 

your supple breasts are waves that crest and wash me to the shore

and with your salt upon my skin i worship and adore

the majesty that covers me as i drown in your depths

for every time i look at you it takes away my breath

 

          *

 

I wrote this on May 21st, 2012. It was and has remained my favorite of what I have put on paper.

prometheus unbound

 

“Turn your head and cough.

          Everything seems fine.

                   May I make a suggestion?

                             Maybe you never were a poet?”

         

a soft guitar sits on her jeans covered lap

strings fondled by fingers

topless except for a black bra held in place by black straps

my usually wandering eyes linger

 

two nights ago we encountered

and she’s still here

but since most of our conversations have been pillow talk

i haven’t asked her to clear

 

but now she’s talking about dreams

words that dance in her mind

that somehow the time she’ll redeem

if all is built as designed

 

how do i tell her that i’m not prometheus

that beyond the warm grip of her cunt

i have no expectation of ecstasy

nor am i the source of the distribution of dreams

 

i am what curdles the cream

though for two days i have been inspired by her beauty

motivated to touch, to know, to feel

is this the beginnings of love?

 

a pleasure so pleasurable

that one will rush in and concede

that her definition of what life should be

is an acceptable definition

 

acts of repentance without contrition

but still i will roll the stone from the tomb of my heart

play the part

of the partner who shares her dreams

 

so i can continue to have what at this moment is everything i want

i know actors don’t do their own stunts

but why not embrace a definition of happiness

since i truly don’t have one of my own

 

beyond the image of exquisite breasts encased in a black bra

two nights ago i drew the shortest straw

and though i don’t believe in the divine

she has somehow become mine

 

and wants to tell me the dance of her dreams

to the orchestra of her fingers on strings

playing a melody as unscripted as i believe life to be

so i will help her plan, work and scheme

 

in pursuance of this belief in the meaning of dreams

while i live in the moment of the chair graced by her jean clad form

and the tempest she causes to rage and to storm

just by a beauty she did nothing to possess

 

unless there was purpose in her bra covered breasts

but i know better than to try and outsmart a woman

plato only had words and thoughts and ideas

she is a thief who knows how to steal

 

it doesn’t matter what she says

by just sitting there nations she will conquer

i am an addict without a sponsor

saying, “yes” to something she has just said

 

and now she is risen and come back to bed

 

***  

 

 

lyrics layered in longing

to feel you soft upon my skin

is a longing without end

your supple breasts i must confess

will take me to the precipice

of wanton lust and aching need

impassioned kiss is how i plead

for you to yield to desire

which your beauty has inspired

 

i whisper words into your ear

and watch the distance disappear

“your beauty binds the hearts and minds

till everyone is disinclined

toward anything but your sweet kiss

a hundred years to reminisce

about the moment that they knew

beauty personified in you”

 

my whispered words have now revealed

that with your kiss you more than yield

perfection pressed against my skin

becomes a longing without end

 

          *

 

 

shakespeare never had such a muse

all day long i sing your song in subtle shades of blue

within each line you’ll find the rhyme is always about you

the stars draw near so they can hear my moonlight serenade

which i reprise with each sunrise with words which you have made

me speak with knees made weak as my eyes imbibe your beauty

intoxicating all my thoughts till i’m absolutely

head over heels, enthralled and thrilled with everything you are

my heart possessed within the quest to never linger far

from where your kiss upon my lips is more than just a dream

the thread of every woven touch is sewn in each seam

as whispered longings finally shout fulfilled within your arms

all the fire of desire burning without harm

and every yearning finds a home a place where it can rest

the yielding seed of every need harvest in suppleness

 

          *