Spartacus2012 Poetry (404)

I am asleep
I dream
I am flying

I am the sky
outside myself
above streets and buildings

Time and place
are nonexistent
I am moonlight
staring back at the sun

Updrafts of light
echoes off distant plateaus
above the blue earth
into the sparkling void

walking up the stars
through the nine heavens
and all the nine earths

I am me
set free
so astrally
in a sea of ecstacy...

She asked,
girlfriend #1,2 or 3
what number am I?
all the other girls
just break your heart.

Will you be my love?
my one and only?
say "I love you"
from me to you is weird
from you to me
is a dream come true.

3 is a crowd
1 is lonely
2 is just right.

When our eyes meet
I know it is not just fate
for us to be together
it is destiny.

I didn't believe
in love at first sight
until I met you.

For my eyes
I see only you
just to hear one day
that you love me.

You and me=one big happily ever after.

She says
love is a fiery torch
love is war
and love is hell.

I will steal you
from your lady.

You want me to love you?
your wish is my command.

Distant train
horn wailing
headlight shining
glinting off
steel rails
parallel lines
into infinity
iron horse
rumbling forward
through the city
past my house...

This night they were lions
sleek and powerful
entangled in the equinox
of midnight and morning...

Then came the sun
ending a night in which
seduction was her only intent
she the lover
the courtesan
dark as night
he the crazy poet...

Prompting each other
to do what to them pleases
unconcerned with darkness and light
damp white sheets
covered heartbeat rhythmic...

A feast of tongue and taste
the sounds of gentle moans
such soft slow love
where none existed before
he was hungry
she was hungry
they fed each other...

From her dominion
she was lovely
she was precious
wrapped in silence...

They loved
they slept
then came the sun
gone was she
slipping between the barrier
of dusk and dawn...

Back to the secret place
of refuge and whispers
she was not meant
to stay with her new found lover
in the daylight hours..

Leaving behind
two tiny holes
in his neck
perhaps she was
a vampire...

Ma Dame, I say to you
as it was written
hundreds of years ago
by Francois de la Rochefoucauld,
"True love is like ghosts,
which everybody talks about
and few has ever seen."

And now this poem for you
in my own words...

Amoureaux,the fruits of my passion
are yours, and now
how I delight in your arrival
my hallowed woman
you among the gardenias that blossom...

Pour vous, I would with my last breath
exhale my love for you
on that day may it be bitter cold
so you could see what you mean to me...

Je t'aime, in my mind
where my thoughts are born
in my heart where emotions reside
and in my soul where dreams become...

Je vous vois, under the Spanish Moss
when the noisy throng of song birds burst with rhapsody
filling the echoing evening effervesce
with the elation of their songs...

Mon amour, if you this night descend into the abyss
of my loneliness, with the touch of your lips
plants in the moonlit garden will burst out in bud...

Je le ferai, inhale your perfume in bold enjoyment
as when one turns the pages of a sacred book
breathes the scent of mystic violets...

Time: T minus 3 minutes
Launch Control: It's a go
He's in love
going where
he's never gone before
with the woman
the light brown goddess
that hurtles him into outer space...

Mission Control: You're go for launch
Launch Control: Roger
all rockets fire
like lava from a volcano
red orange, yellow flames
I am in zero gravity
as her lips touch mine
I am weightless...

I pass the sun
asking it about the Big Bang
the sun replied
it is beautiful to become...

I wave to Orion
as he faces down the charging Taurus
giving them both a wink
through my small portal...

I have always dreamed
of exploring the Milky Way
and to see the stars
the way she launches me
from ground zero...

I cannot wait
until tomorrow night
to once again
put on my space suit
and board her shuttle
this lady of my dreams...

Countdown
to another liftoff!

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We are enclosed
in this room
this sanctuary
our imagination
our desires
becomes our existence
everything else
the universe
is missing out...

Late of night is here
midnight our beloved
words fade
dreams come alive
destructive analysis
of our day is done
we lay in the ruins
of our pleasure
we possess
the serenity of trees...

This night
the shadow maker
shapes forever
our shadow bodies
sacred rivers
places of pilgrimage
two temples
dual but one...

Only our eyes speak
we drink the air
with our breathing...

We are still
silent as flowers
for this will begin
the night birds singing...

Suddenly
with her kiss
my body
becomes a candle
touched by flame..

Sweet woman of Yahweh
Sing to me
The Song of Songs
Such love
With kisses of wine..

I desire you
As Adam desired Eve
Primordial affection
This knowledge of you
My beloved one..

You are dark and beautiful
But grace alone is deceitful
Beauty by itself ever so vain
You my beloved have both
Coupled with the favor of Yahweh
For you are deserved of praise...

I seek you
When dusk turns to night
Shabbat
The remnants of daylight
linger in your eyes
Leaving a kiss of the days memory..

Let us read from the Books of Zohar
We are surrounded
By the Kaballat Angels
Where the Shabbat Queen
Renews our love each week..

Oh my love
Suspended are we
Between the secular
And the sacred..

Almighty God has created
This wonderful world for us
In radiant shards and sparks of light
Tonight we tend our souls..

Come let us embrace the Kaballah
I draw for you
A most wonderful mandala
For my darling
A dream is dreamed three times..

The evening is upon us
I see over your shoulder falling
Your hair in serpent ringlets
Your black hair is twisting
To allure me to you
My new found lover
Shabbat Shalom...

She reached for my hand
and I spoke such as this
my love you promised me
before the moon rises
I beseech you

I am infatuated
I know this

You promised me a kiss!
Wanton passion
has frozen it on my lips...

You see a queen cannot break her promise..
Then she leaned and kissed my mouth...

Lover
yes the love you evoke
the heart you wove
spirit you broke

A shade am I
seek the Witch of Endor

In Sheol
my soul
yes my love
darkness unfolds

In Sheol
one weepeth dust
wind blows cold

feeling is lost
struggle to breathe
seas are tossed

Was I dead my lover
yes I believe so
the shroud my cover

You arose from death
shined love upon me
I am resurrected
blind but now I see...

Butterfly
painted lady
spread your wings

thighs of color
pose your love

I light
candle flame
for you
I am
consumed by fire

Since my house
has burned down
I can see
the moon more clearly

I gaze upon
your Eden
of colors
falling upon me

I run blindly
to you
as you mount
flowers
in my garden

As I hold you
in my arms
do not
let me feel
your departure
upon my hand...

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Beautiful dove
perhaps it is
your midnight hair
shadow eyes
the song of your voice
that draws me to you
like a river to the sea...

What do you dream
in your dreams?
I dream to know
of your desires that sleep
within your deep well...

Impaled in my chest
a thorn of passion for you
I would pluck it out
but my heart would go numb...

In my endless sky
there is a space for you
you the gypsy moon
a moon for my eyes to linger
I dream to see
moonlight trickle down
caressing the curves of your body...

Tonight mi cielo
I seek your moonlight face
the soft tender touch
of your flower bud hands
I thirst to drink
from your nectar voice
and gently kiss
your rose red lips...

I will savor
the fragrant breeze
coming from the dark forest
of your silken hair
and climb the two mountains
that are your breasts...

Two breasts
two conquerors
that battle for control
of the sphere of your bosom...

My Spanish dove
you need not
utter a word
we are lovers
I the sun
you the lunar
we are alone
one the other
so naked
wrapping ourselves
in the unsayable...