I am Who I am

I am who I am

A rock beneath the waters

The prince of the black sea

Silent listener to the soft breeze

That carries old tales of light and dark

And of the secret darkened rose of Africa

Whose distilled succulent scent

Commands the world to shut up and listen

Her ever-alert thorns

Horn and hush the decay of red earth

Rousing dreams and fantasies

Of the quiet ones

The dreamers

And misfits

Who carry

Gentle

Hearts

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Falling

Like a pregnant cloud

She was unable

To control

Her senses

&

Self-preservation

Her heart was falling

Hard

She was a fool

Caught

In a trance

Of love

That lie was

Beautiful

Blissful

&

Her downfall

One Twinkle

The sweetness

Of this moment

Is too distilled

Tempting me

To close

My eyes

And fly

Away

To meet

My

Dreams

&

Fantasies

But

One twinkle

Will force it

To go

Forever

Worth

Worth is that sickly anticipation

Of breathing through the night

Passing over deep shadows

Via semblance of truths

 

It is the urgency of escaping

From the haunted house

That rendered the once

Youthful and lovely

Old and veined

 

It is that sod ding intelligence

Of enjoying the serenity

Of the inner voice

Soft in its

Demands

 

Worth is nagging

Is disturbing

As doomsday

Is the danger

Of drowning

In spilled thoughts

 

It is freeing from

The clock of fear

And getting caught

In the strangeness

Of twists & turns

Delighting in

Their hurt

And joy

Needing

Feeling

Your Eyes

I am afraid

To look into your eyes

Eloquent in my language

They steal away my thoughts

How do I know they are honest?

Do they carry deep dark secrets?

I fear for the words that they hold

But I crave to hear them speak

And taste the sea of mystery

To lose myself once more

Free my burdened heart

Open the doorway

Of my liberty

Ineptness

Passion

Love

A Touch

Unafraid of feeling unwanted or unloved

She was safely hidden in her cocoon

Loneliness had colored her beauty

It was warm and cold all at once

Sleepless nights were hushed

By the howling of her heart

Calling out until he came

A simple touch and kiss

She, a bright butterfly

Free, vivid and prized

The ticking of time

Altered his image

Into a ghost

Her heart

A fiasco

Gone

I Know I want You

I like when you are not easy

Also all the games you play

Your shy and tender smile,

That teases my soul and heart

All makes me want you now

Even if I don’t know you

Or even know what you are

But I know I want you

Because I want my magic

Are you my magic?

That I’ve sought all my life?

As Lovers Do…

Roses and Thorns

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