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Recent Love

Stones

The first day of many, more to come. / Like the dates carved into those stones. / Permanent, fleeting, eternal, and fading, / Beautiful. To…

Accidentally

Against a stoney country wall, / I pondered you, our love, our fall, / And drew anew what I could recall, / When it hit me like a truck.

Sensualities of Ormo

Let us moan and mumble together, / Under a blanket, from the box you opened, / And hurry to your satisfied end, / Before the security gua…

Betrayal of the Ormo

(Mature)

Scribblings of the Ormo

(Mature)

The Real

(Mature)

A Tinman, Swindled

“There is nothing there within,” / She sighed. / “There is nothing there within. / He is hollow, cold and safe, / In his armor made of tin.”

What Greater Treasure?

In the depth of the night, / I can feel my final heartbeats pounding hard. / As I drift from this life, / I’ll float high upon the…

Ending

My arms are empty now. / My heart is full, and how / Can I let another moment pass? / I cannot let a moment pass, / Without telling you…

The Resurrection of Ormo

The great dark shadow of Ormo, / Fell over her face and her hands, / And with a mighty quiver and release, / The spirit of Ormo was expe…

Just To See Her Face

I had seen her on a Wednesday, / Red shoes crossing the wet street. / Blonde hair, blue eyes, red shoes, / Long raincoat down to her feet.

The Ride

Her blonde hair flashes over my face, / As she bites her bottom lip and cries out, / A rebel yell into the wild night, / With her white h…

After the Fall

I cast my eyes to the tapestry of night. / His voice calling me from emptiness to emptiness, / Those penetrating eyes following me… /…

The Fall of Ormo

See, Ormo was his dearest friend, / All the way to his very sad end. / “It’s all right, Igbo,” Ormo would say, / “I…

Simple Tastes

I once was asked, / Which flavor I favored, / Of the Neopolitan design. / Do I favor the chocolate, / The strawberry, / Or vanilla, of …

Summer

I long for the beads, / Of sweat upon my brow, / And sweet kisses of sun on my skin. / I long for the knots, / Of burrs on my laces, / As I…

The Short Barrage of Ormo

It was he who charged the velvet gates, / And peeled the peach into the light.

The Call of Ormo

Your voice ever present in my ears. / That endless hum of song, / The restless tune from within, / That stirs and fevers my blood.

Knock Knock!

But a few paces on the floor, / A round of knocks battered the door. / And shook the pictures on the wall. / As he peeked through the peep…

Mockery of the Ormo

Let us sing the songs and praises of the Ormo.

Epic Proportions

“Oh, but all the hells! / Tell the priest to ring the bells!” / The people heard the mayor yell, / As her shadow passed his doo…

The Truth

I could say I have my reasons, / And tell you I meant this to be. / Or simply speak the truth, / In the hopes that you may see.

Blueberry

And if you ever open the door, / And I hear you cross the floor, / And you say, ‘I am sure.’ / Then…

Such Is The Way

A blade stabbed deep into the snow, / Near vanquished hero’s hand, His foe / absent of life’s tender glow: / Such is the way I love.

The Note.

I love you, because my heart tells me I have no choice.

I Don’t Believe in Magic

I don’t believe in magic, but in your presence I’m possessed.

Strawberry

Her loving, beckon chance, / Through her gentle gaze enchants, / Ensnares me, her gallow / Lifts me gently off my feet.

Waiting.

I’m waiting.

No Title

Naked people. Somewhat.

The First

Loves first tender embrace.

To My Love

Thanks for nothing.

Ode to Bacon

Bacon is a juicy bit…does it lure you in?
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