now i am telling you! " hold my hand"
“that feels better, I can feel you now!
now close your eyes and imagine
just a little thread
of water
down the side
of a cup
of a tree trunk
trickle
how the time
ticks sometimes lonely
sometimes only
second to second
a world apart
trickle
as honey runs
sweet
insipid
and slow
just e…
darkness sits in hot idleness
across my half sleeping form,
in unseasonal warmth,
the night noises enter
each open window.
you had to leave,
and in these days inbetween,
my second brain
does not see or hear…
the tiny shells
and legs like minute strands of bone
in my hand
they look like nothing
feel all tickly fine
yet these are the foundations
the things we
build ourselves upon
easily crushed
and forgotten
but…
I tried to wriggle from you
Your kiss held me still
As I let my self embrace
That suffocating thrill
Of unwrapping the Territory
that eyes had feasted on
But somehow invaded me like
The melody of a song…
the city sleeps.
sin rises like a dirty
vapour from off the crazed
paving stones
and permeates the darkness
we all need to find a hand
when there is no hand there,
when we search in the pantry for food
and find it is bare.
we all need to give,
and we all need to share,
and we all need a hand
when there is no h…
I am not what I used to be
No longer seeing what I used to see
Just hanging on for another day
As a little more of me slips away
My heart has hole deep inside
Confidence is shattered that is insane to hi…
a special sort of rain came down
when the heavens broke
when all distracting clouds
let go
and cheeks were soaked
the heart was missing beats
was missing strokes
of affection
starting at the mouth
and
rowing…
You smiled within my heart
i could feel your very pulse,
running gently along my viens
you reached my heart .
running
through my flesh
from the deepest inside
awakened urge
of
savage dedication
[ to You ]
I feel
it
in
every
particle
of
my
n-e-e-d.
[ irresistible taste of liquidized thoughts ]
impelled by erection
of y…
you stood on the deck.
your hands were bleeding.
but you didn’t cry.
[ “it’s wrong to show emotions.” ]
the sea was wantonly wild,
just like I was
inside.
I touched your thoughts…
falling so easily
into your warm embrace
where I am at home
my only sacred place
the touch of your fingertips
caressing me oh so slowly
making love to my skin
a flood of passion
washes over me
through the v…