i n s a t i a b l e

the bees fly in a dance trance like from a deep chill unspoken unrehearsed beginning spontaneously almost though as if it'd never not happened a constant motion   the pollen sticks to every inch they bathe and lather each other into more and more of it driven to a manic state from the high of … Continue reading i n s a t i a b l e

m o o n l i t c h i l d r e n

No one's falling in love. Just falling into beds Heads seek heads And thoughts seek sobriety   There is a loyalty of sorts Storytellers galore.. It's all folklore no one can face the light in the morning   Yesterday's clothes Stained with this mornings decisions Blurred Very vibrant the residue of the heavy feeling before … Continue reading m o o n l i t c h i l d r e n

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I'm in love with the idea Of you being greater Being more than Being enough Fair deuce You owe me nothing Doesn't feel good to have energy ripped From you In silence Without warning Without care Left to pick up the pieces I never intended to share But did And had them dropped Like a … Continue reading . . . 

c o n t r a d i c t i o n

And since I can't have you The way I wanted to Even though I didn't want to Or I didn't think I could I will write about you.   I will continue to write about you Until the vision I had comes true. Or until I turn blue Lost in the arms of someone else … Continue reading c o n t r a d i c t i o n

p u p p e t

Dear Puppeteers, I am taking my mutha - fuking Strings back.   Your game are yours to play My soul is not a toy My body does not mean more than profit to you And I kinda feel the bruises from the Chain made of string Becoming to much.   I've sang and danced No … Continue reading p u p p e t

o u r  s o n g

Hey JudeRemember to let her into your heart  Arms wrapped  Hips meet and greet  Hey Jude  Remember to let her get under your skin  Kisses and play bites  The intention  Is carnal The vibe  Feels right, Right now  Song ends  Conversation continues  Hey Jude  Reverbs  Replays  Re-inhabits  Places that are otherwise  In other times  Far … Continue reading o u r  s o n g

h o m e s i c k n e s s

It's almost Habit To run far away   When shit gets tough.   I suddenly long for the very beaches I chose to drift away from. In search of anything but 'home'.   I scream and cry into a pillow that holds more secrets than the walls it inhabits. I dare to will myself into … Continue reading h o m e s i c k n e s s

u n v i s i o n e d

Envisioned The beautiful baby With curly brown hair Had our smile Mixed Blended with the light Shared From endless nights Of a fever That engulfs Mind Body Soul   Open Honest Wholesome   Achieving success together Then eventually Call me your Fatima, Be my Santiago.   WE will vice versa Travel & Return. . .

Double Edged Flame

I knew who walked in before I'd even look up To see who you presented yourself as in this cycle   Something of your form seemed so calm So sexy To me As i could no longer hold the facade. 'Come on...' Always beckoning to you   You knew which I'd choose. You came To … Continue reading Double Edged Flame

c u r i o u s

I didn't just ask Just to Incept an idea, Just purely curious...   Amazing how quickly Bodies become my muses...   Worthy of two or five minutes of my time.   I write to resolve as if these feelings are problems and to hit and glide my pen, pencil emotion ink to paper is the … Continue reading c u r i o u s