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Monday, February 13, 2017

Love by Luck...

Lucky the air
your lungs greet.
luckier the lungs holding your heart
luckiest the heart beating life into you
lucky you my love being forever with you
lucky the trees, 
watching over for your ease
as the sun rays in a tease,
rush over to your face for a kiss
luckier your face holding within your smile light
luckiest is this light 
painting life as you shine
lucky is this street, 
listening to the songs of your feet
luckier is your feet
taking your steps to where the heart leads
luckier the sheets covering your pains for the night
luckiest are the pains
for they of you demand to be felt
lucky that pillow
being your fantasy dream set
every morning wet
daily bet
it can never better than this, get!
then the lucky mirror smiling back at you
yes it can!
 just in a dimple flash span
luckier the unbuttoned tees and perfect ripped jeans
the perfect socks and wild screaming teens
luckiest the sprinkled scent of pleasure
dripping in and out
making love to your pores
magic stores
of desire
setting my heart on fire
when you get ready to roundabout
i am burning inside out
from the lucky coffee mug
to the luckier screen hug
passing by the luckiest life bits
i wish i was in it
a moment, you hashtag for the no forgetting

The colder side of the pillow
the warmer part of the sheet
those drops who made it out of the bottle
for your neck sensational meet
can i be that out of the bucket list perfect boot cut?
with the rips and all the blood rush
oh what if i can turn into that Atwood of your air, gush
you can't see
but you can't live without
that invisible and that necessary
the socks you can't go wrong about
these favorite golden goose
the random late night thoughts at lose
your moment alone
being the Marshall in your ears
Billy the innocent man in you
and build in a pair of platinum wings and an engine
so that whenever you fly, my love,
you will be first class seated in my then lucky, luckier, luckiest, heart.



   







Sunday, February 5, 2017

Love petition...

Where do you go?
when out of my eyes bed
as the day breaks off your sunny blink?
lazy me would just stay in
watching you rising off the sheets of my dream
treading gently on my chirping hairs
calling off my lips couplets for Coffee
and lighting my sanity up for a smoke. 

Where do you go?
when they take you away from me,
my wicked stares
they make you up in my sight
all dressed up in my designer night
bare of your own skin
wearing our mad lovin 
and spreading to my sky glares,
your Icarus wings
your eye then sings
so i become but an eye of a heart.


Where do you go...
when the fresh air of my lungs greets your lips
and you warmly whirling
onto my cherry garden of patience
where do they keep you,
those playful alphabetical mid-nighters of mine
in the am of my thirst and your hunger?
what do they to your eyes about, linger?
and what -in my forbidden namesakes- 
do you to shut them away, murmur?
disarmed at your peril hairs
my refugee fingers surrender
and i start a new delicious life playing my way through.  

Where do you go..
after they savor you
my gourmet prose fingertips
such a poetic connoisseur for you i am
and you my love are so literally edible 
from the opening of your rhyming forehead
to your toes last stanza
an appetizer when you blink
and when you smile, a full sonnet main course.
on your jingle menu my love,
capricious beams and for my appetite,
an epic tuneful of poetic you.  

Where do you go..
when i shake them,
my -don't lie- lines hips
at your one eye to mine home coming party
and when they take you by the hand
my-longing for your touch- hairs band
playing on the tunes of your shy smile
scattered like my long night wishes
and at your moves caresses through, undone.
     
Where do you go..
when out of my flesh set 
after my every cell at your action,
sweat
reciting your glare lines
to my euphoric blood rush audience
what a fervent performance!
i take my eye to your greet
at the backstage of our patience
as i see you standing there
in the center of my high
selling excitement
and buying of our waiting
some time.

So,
don't go when you do
listen not where they call for you
not for a wink
"fear not" you say,
the word is already fading away
in my bravest at your sight revolution   
arranged in twinkling lines
your spiky silver beads threads entwine,
a march of victory at the gates of your lipsy heaven
Liberating my chants of awe,
as i rebelliously take my metrical stands
solemnly to demand your love.


  



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