From the abyss

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The look in her dark eyes
filled my abyss
melting into my being
I knew she was mine
no more agonizing breaths
or prolonged hallucinated deaths..

Then the Archangel arrived
his mighty sword fell
upon the oak that had flourished
behind my garden wall
shadows would not return
nothingness went away...

I thought the world
to my astonishment
would crumble wrapped in rubble
of the total ruin of this firmament..

Then I saw in her
the earth in peace on high
the ocean blue, the current pure
the world so calm and serene the sea!
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
A best friend and lover...
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Fire and Rain

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Casting me into the wind
setting me ablaze
your gaze burns through the sky
igniting my world like a phoenix...

I am reborn in your eyes
aiming for the sun
shooting my silvery arrows
with a hit or miss
I seek the fire in your eyes...

Throwing ourselves at each other
love and romance as always
us times us
not lust but moxibustion...

Such substances are we
burning as close
to our bodies as possible
without fear of immolation...

Your love can never hurt me
or break my heart
because you are made of fire
and I'm the heavy rain...
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
My Sunday morning poem..Happy Sunday!
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New Orleans Voodoo Queen

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New Orleans Voodoo queen
traveling through my mirror
slipping naked between my sheets
cafe-au-lait mahogany dream
lost in the blackness of her hair
vastness in her hips
beautiful hands roll the bones
amulets and whispers that moan
exotic sultry secrets from ruby lips
trembling shaking emerald trinkets...

Casting her spell of gris-gris and charms
wind comes, clouds gather around her arms
One drink of her potion I am paralyzed
candlelight dancing in deep black eyes
gaze of the screech owl and vampire bat
crows fly, cats cry and dogs howl
soon I will be among the walking dead
she the master her needs to be fed...

She shakes her fist I begin to dance
beguiling teasing me with child-like innocence
stealing my soul with only a glance
a woman unlike any I have ever seen
the daughter of voodoo
and she is a queen...
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Posted: May 2014
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Alive and well

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This morning as I walked
I closed my eyes
turned my face into the wind
swept along in an invisible ocean of exultation
suddenly, I knew I was alive...

Some people I knew are not
I loved them
they have become ghosts inside of me
this is how i keep them alive
sometimes pain lets you know you are alive...

I see love, feel some love
romantic, so romantic
love, then will surely rise
to appear in front of me
I am alive when others are not
I am here for a purpose...

If you are reading this
congratulations, you are alive
that's something to smile about!
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Posted: Jun 2014
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Batman

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Hello citizens of Gotham city
I'm here to save you
beware enemies of romantic love
in my tights of black and gray..

To you Batwoman
when I touch you
it's like holding my breath
for hours and days
even years
then coming up for air..

Then when the black dots
appear in my vision
I remove all of my bat layers
after freezing all winter long
I take it all off
and run naked through the Joker's garden..

I am dark and mysterious
ever so dangerous
a taunting shadow walking
I am your dark knight
strong willed
and hard headed..
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
Okay, enough for tonight...A little tipsy, time to relax..lol
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Shades of darkness

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She comes to me
when night time swallows
all remnants of light
when the moon turns black
just one minute before midnight...

Her skin is as dark
as the shadows on sunny days
she is what I see
when I close my eyelids
beautiful in melanin, a dark beauty...

She is the darkness that restores
darkness that brings peaceful charms
coming just after twilight
we nestle safely in each others arms
when the day turns into night...
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Posted: Jun 2014
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Exit through time

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Closing my eyes
I dream the dream
of an illuminated exit sign
to take me back in time
to be a child again
to experience my first love again
timeless is love...

To find fun in the shadows
a rainbow in the rain
light in the darkness
wonder in the smallest thrills
exit sign take me back in time
I am a child in these hills
just for one night...

Gone are the politics
and useless wars
no Obama or Osama
Iraq, Afghanistan or Syrian conflicts
just a bowl of cherry ice-cream
with no guilt or fat
I can be naughty or ugly
Grandma and Grandpa still loves me...

The magic of Christmas morning
I can run and never walk slow
no credit card bills
no worrying about tomorrow
stretch my arms and fly
find the circus animals in the sky
play and laugh the day away...

Exit sign now take me back home
I am forever a child in my heart!
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
Just a daydream..Even when we grow up some of us always harbors an inner child!
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Mi Amante

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Sparkling eyes
stolen light from the stars
tonight heaven is crying
no one sees it
but you and I...

Black woman
your tender hands
play me
like the keys on a piano
reanimating me
if even for a few hours
before I die
making one last silent moan...

Your lips
God created to taste
the salt of my skin
gentle and sensual
melting drops of ice
warming the winter of my bed...

Your heart
beats inpatient and impulsive
an intrepid summer wind
nothing can stop you
only you and your smile
forever makes my heart glad...

Tomorrow it may rain
welcoming you back into my bed
I remember your dance
and the fire in your veins...

Dark and luminous
against any altar of jewels
any mountain of treasure
would pale to the light
of your dark skin
pale in the light
of your dark eyes...
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
My Sunday morning poem..Thank you for visiting. Happy Sunday!
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Gravity

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Without gravity
there would be no fallen angels
the something that always
pulls me back to you
love at first sight
it was gravity
not the earth pulling me to you...

I wish to be your word
the logos
your alpha and omega
to write I love you
in hieroglyphics
three bird letters...

Balanced are we
by mutual attraction
in circles we spin
the dance of lovers
we are a Tibetan mantra
the smile our bodies make...

Gravity is an affinity
the attraction of one thing to another
as a planet to a star
me to you...

Approaching infinity
Theta or love
harmony out of chaos
instead of the big bang
maybe it was more
like a feminine sigh
a sweet song
like a breeze in a field..

Love pulls me like gravity
to the smell of your hair
to the sound of your voice
taste of your lips
cool nights by the sea...

with you the stars
come closer at night
in your eyes of reflection
I sink into infinity
infinite delicate elements
glaring at the stars for evidence...

A space without pretentiousness
infinity is endless
gravity a symphony played brilliantly
loving you is divinity...
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Posted: Jun 2014
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Star Woman

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Awakened by light
scratching the glass of dreams
stepping free
of shadows and silence...

The morning star
absorbing my tiredness
slowly fading away leaving
a blank place in the heavens...

My star woman
the memory of our night
still lingers in my bed
sheets drenched in your perfume...

Before you each night
I would lie down
in a graveyard of dreams
shrouded in moonlight...

You left before dawn
at 5 AM exactly
drowsy and dazed
the sound of your breathing...

On the pillows
also an aroma
still alive and ours
surely a goddess was here...

The very one
who knows
the name of all things
made of love...
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Posted: May 2014
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Waiting Room Blues

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As she sat across from me
I was mentally undressing
removing her clothing
piece by piece
until she is nude...

Underneath her blouse
a bra purple or blue
wish I knew
shape of her chest
I imagine her breasts..

A stomach with curves
leading to below
where I would like to go
I bet she is shaven
impression I got
she is hot..

Bet her panties have lace
not plain white
purple or blue to match her bra
wonder if she is going commando
mind shifting to overdrive
trousers begin to rise
she catches me looking..

Thinking she would get up and go
instead she gave me a show
her bra was blue
guess what?
she was shaven too..
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
A true story..
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Unsolved

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I've always wanted
a perfect ending
now I've learned
things change
some poems don't rhyme
life is about not knowing...

I have a question
that burns in my heart
it is unsolved
I live the question...

Perhaps I want what I can't have
I don't want
what I know
want what I don't know...
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
Thank you for viewing...
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