Spartacus2012 Poetry (404)

Last night
he threw her picture
out the window
just to hear his heart break..

He remembers
that he was born
the day he met her
died the day
she forsake his love...

He lived
for the time
she loved him..

He has decided
to fill the emptiness
with God and poetry..

He cannot just
turn love off
he still feels it..

"Note to self"
she does not care anymore...

She went to sleep
closing her eyes
beginning to dream
of broken butterflies
tearing her lovely monarch wings
on faithless love that angels sings...

She finds shiny metal in kitchen sink
in an evening absent light
she finds peace in cuts of pink
watching crimson blood flow feels so right..

Starlight shines upon her tears
I whisper darling, you cannot bleed
all of your suicidal fears
at night when you begin to cry
I'll sing you a lover's lullaby..

My love do not wish that you were dead
dreaming of an absent pulse
laying on silken sheets bleeding red
I will offer love so do not bleed
give me your knife I am all you need...

I am haunted
incapable of escaping you
I would rather be tortured
than lose you...

You the haunted house
your dark ancestors
peer out of the windows
of your haunted eyes
walking in a no-mans land
between life and death
sleeping yet walking...

I will not exorcise you
from my existence
I'd miss your sweet fragrance
the soft sound
of your footsteps to my doorway...

Tonight I lie awake
in this haunting darkness
waiting for the night to end
but your image will not leave
lingering behind my eyes
the haunting begins...

It has been almost three years
since to heaven you did fly
We miss the beauty of your soul
now you share it with the sky...

Heaven now knows the warmth of your heart
So bright you put the stars to shame
the glow of Springtime's sun
will never be the same...

Our son has the strength of your soul
the passion of your heart with much to share
in his eyes your majesty of the cosmos
like you a love of animals with much to spare...

My love add your wonder to the stars
enhance the blue of the midday sky
we miss the unequaled shining light
and the tenderness in your eyes...

Soar all the way to heaven my lady
for eternal love has set you free
I await here among the living
for you to greet me in heaven so splendidly..

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She said,
you have not
been bit
until a dragon does it...

Come my Ethelinda,
lips to lips
mouth to mouth
you the speaker
of the shroud
with secrets of the dead..

Storms cannot remove you
from my mind
I'm incapable
of not loving you
from mist to snow
to flickering starlight...

I have searched
the depths and fires of hell
to feel you
against my burning flesh
invading every cell of my body...

I have been waiting for you
to fly into my life
and satisfy my dreams
to make of me
the richest lord
with your vast treasures...

If to love you is to sing
then my voice fills with joy
if to love you means leaving
then the road I shall find.

In your love
I die in dignity
only that I may be reborn
anew in sweet splendor.


Since I have found you
I burn like a phoenix
only to emerge
a new beginning.

Call me in your dreams
I shall find you
from this union
a glimpse of the beloved within.

That's what love is
rebirth over and over
like the rising sun
exploding with fire from the sea.

I fly with silken wings
stretching forth
from the dead ashes
of my unforgiving nightmares.

I come to you
a child of light
with a fruitful vision
of life brand new.

Whisper my name
in the wind
and I will
always hear you.

What love is this?
so rich and pure
beyond all measure
to save a wretch like me..

I find sometimes
my life is a struggle
fighting demons
embracing beauty
enchanting and rare...

All it takes
is a second
and your life
is turned upside down...

In my youth
I never received
much encouragement
from my father
I learned to move
out of spite...

But for you my love
I want to struggle
against your restraints
I want you
to lose control
I want to
lose control...

Force
is not a dirty word...

My soul is transfigured
in your anoited presence
among these twisted vines and flowers
as they turn to harvest...

The beloved apparitions of my rite
leave me for all eternity
my soul feels like an abandoned child
forbidden in this month of March
to go and gather flowers for his brethren...

Still I gaze at the tender portrait
with timid smile always on your face
with purple-red ember of passion
fulfilled and nurtured by your favor...

I sigh freely in your presence
and seek to bring you home to me
in this field of poppy and flowers
my arms around you like twisted vines of grapes..

I remember you that night
standing in the rain
my arms around you
kissing you softly
just as perfect
as a classic
black and white movie
for an instance
I wanted you to feel
like Audrey Hepburn
in Breakfast at Tiffany's...

Every night since you've gone
I sleep on both sides of the bed
as if to reenact
sleeping with you...

If I switch sides
quickly enough I feel the warmth
from my own body
as if you were beside me...

Back and forth wrapped around
my body pillow as if it were you
I hear myself breathing
in my pillow in my own ear...

Perhaps my sin was falling for you
so quickly my fantasy lover
then again would you want a man
who sleeps with himself to keep warm...

I need you like salt
storing you in my body
to taste the salt of your skin
sweating you when passion overwhelms me...

We dance in new love's embrace
just below the morning sun
part of me is part of you
this new life we have begun...

I found you far across the waters
among your people Jamaica in the sun
where the farmers work the land
the lovely island the way things are done
it seems my country the other way has gone..

It's a long way I will go
to find you among these people of the sun
where children will be born
as we watch them grow and run...

If you wish for me Jamaica
you will find me resting in the shade
come to me sweet brown Jamaica
I will show you what I've made

It's this poem for you
my lovely Jamaican lady of the sun...

She likes to get high
it heightens her affections
soon we will fly
just below Orion's belt
sailing off the evening breeze...

Awaiting your lips to steal my soul
your tongue or a love stoned kiss
soothing this moonlight drifter tonight
it is raspy cool and the stars are out
flickering on a steel blue horizon...

After nights of smoke and wine
shadows yield to spots of sunshine
we awaken to rooster-crowing sunrise
the blue birds singing through atoms of air
sitting upon a morning cloud...