Always on My Mind you baby...

Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Mind drive...

Small bottles of water
arranged in the line of hope
waiting to be picked
like my flowing verse
spilling life into you
muted colored buttons
released at your fingers tender caress
yearning in excess
ringtone silent,
but the screen keeps popping
what next?
the noisy texts still hopping
without a sound  
turned on the same page for days, 
that lost book on the left side,
found...
like everything in your love, 
waiting to be around  

a large cup of dark coffee 
you share with yourself
in a moment out of time


will he still be awake...?

and you shut the world off.

the crowd cheers
as the smile. off me, tears
sitting here before a window
and staring at your soul.
the shutterbugs in your name, begging 
cargo pants teasingly, shrugging
then you, in your own you, cocoon 
Some fortune candies hiding, in the door pockets
that taste after the lil one euphoric joy at your the other night,
home coming
a silent window staring at your world face
some weary thoughts to chase  
is it mere luck?
a beautiful swan you made out of the sad lil duck
my verse here for days got stuck...
alone with your enchanting mind
memories on rewind
in that lil allowed time of freedom
ahh how lucky is that leather couch
holding your wonderland body
to where my Alice mind playfully, loves to wonder
as wild as tender
my every wordily touch
if you only knew how much
your every little detail is as much
if only i can be
that warm winter breeze
you necessarily breathe
as i am, invisible
how edible
is your flying messy sun hairs
crossing the continents of distance
right into my sky heart
then you moon
to the starry flashes
for my eyes candy treat
a flying kisses fleet
sail off my lips dock
to your dimpled cheeks
if only my stares could speak
more than your being poetry
a pack of classics waiting to be lit
just like every glance of you, my doubts, hit
some smoke rings ready to off your lips, dance
every pain you romance
if only that nagging knee knows
at your feet, my road shows,
off your Goldengoose steps,
whatever your hand grips
i would be it
so be it
as the engine starts
and the wheels roll
i am on  to my land scroll
taking off with my dreams drive
my heartbeats in your company
in your air i will be
may be invisible, yes...
yet hopefully, still, 
...that necessary.

  

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