Free Verse # 193 (from the eastern sky)

My tongue,
over your primitive soil,
a flesh-cloud
bursting with fiery rain,
each droplet inscribing
a ripple of ecstasy.

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The oceans of joy
In a grain of pure sadness,
Inside a dark thorn
The white garden of dawn.

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Your love
like solar blood
flows through my veins,
pumping through my heart
the thunder of your voice,
bolts of poetry.

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I open and embrace you
as the sky embraces the sun
after a long night,
thus I become your song,
the effulgence of your sight.

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Blossoming
the tree transfigures the garden
as you, in my heart,
birth me as pure light.

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Permeating the air
the nectar of your skin;
the sun, the moon,
and all the stars
at the bank of heaven
stoop down to drink.

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Her skin,
the gauze silk of the moon
draping the whole sky.

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Your ineffable breath
overtakes me
as though I were
a dawn flower,
then I blossom,
then I sigh,
my passionate nectar
smearing the whole sky.

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Into the mist
and over the endless sea
my poems
a pilgrimage of birds
thirsty for the flesh
of your eternity.

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Heady from gazing at the stars,
Each, in your skin,
A freckled poème.

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All the lights twinkling
Over the far away hills,
Stars unfolding
In the wells of your eyes.

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From the eastern sky
it spills,
the voice of dawn,
gentle and serene,
awakening the garden
sleeping amid the hills.

Free Verse # 192 (unfurling white)

Imprinted in my heart
Her lips, on the first dawn of spring,
Unfurling into a white flower.

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Sleep has fled
The fountain of my eyes,
For your love
Inside them has poured
The waters of your stars,
The shivering kiss
Of your poetry.

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My flesh
an open wound
and your kiss
a citrus sun
burning me to my core.

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Flirtatious
like the morning sun
bathing in the streams
of flower-scents and birdsongs
her kiss awakens the world,
brings its senses to a wholesome burn.

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Both
the wound
and the fire
which sears it
– your kiss.

Free Verse # 191 (your eternal sky)

Silent as the moon in an autumn sky
Her scent through his soul breezed, a melting sigh

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His lips,
a dewed dawn
reading her skin,
an earth
under his sky unfolding,
lush and pure.

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As the last rays
of a fading sun
I hold on to you,
and then you pull me
down under
into your radiant realm
where dawn is everlasting,
love, ever pure.

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Your voice
like the first buddings of spring
wanders through my skin.

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Shared skin, shared breath,
we become the full moon
with neither beginning nor end.

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In our shared silence
my skin becomes transparent,
then the rays of your dawn paint me anew,
a jasmine flower,
an ecstatic birdsong,
a poem wandering
through your eternal sky.

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Raw with poetry’s kiss
Around each other twined,
A pillar of pure fire
Uniting earth and sky.

Pillar of Fire

Torn Open

An outcast from his very own abode
He wandered, alone, the world’s dusty road;
Deprived from the joys which made his heart beat
Morose grew his face, with gray clouds replete.

Yet little did he know this was still youth,
A growing and maturing that in truth
Would one day bring him from a hallowed height
Back to a childhood glowing with pure might.

A fountain of irrepressible birth
Would his heart become as it churns out mirth,
And the lackluster thorns lodged in his skin
Blossoming wildly, their petals a grin.

The simple things would he enjoy again,
Fluttering lightly, free of the old bane,
And gliding as a flower on life’s streams
His laugh bursting through being and its seams.

Free Verse # 190 (in this endless love)

Swirling against my lips,
the hot clouds of coffee
reminding me of your breath.

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Though the earth
at which my roots suckle
is the wide open sky
I live anchored like a tree,
arms stretched open
in perpetual exaltation
and leaves imbibing
the pure light.
In this endless love
I died.

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Each flower a wick
and I
a forest of dark desires
waiting to be lit
by the fire in your eyes

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Hecatomb of desire,
her vaporous breath
in night’s womb
shivers the stars
into a frenzied fall,
one by one doused
in the river of her flesh.

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Lluvia at the edge of dawn,
your silent kiss hovering
over the parched dunes of my face.

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Your thunder roars
in the early morning hours
crashing like untamed waves
over my ribs and face,
I wake,
my heart beating
with the ferocity of a lion
and my mind awake and shining
like the dawn of your face.

Free Verse # 189 (dissolved)

Void of our kiss
my lips are a desert
aching for a droplet
of your heavenly wine

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The ocean-womb
to the sun of my longing;
at dusk I drown in you,
sink deep in the night of your flesh,
then our passionate lovemaking
spells me,
a dawn unto the world.

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Sober ecstasy,
a droplet dissolved
in the flesh of your earth,
an ocean in the pull
of your cosmic gravity.

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Like a garden in spring
at the touch of your breath
I grow myriad tongues,
all red and green and singing
the tides of your poetry.

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With unbearable gentleness
I approached her
as if she were a dawn
about to vanish,
and the light
which her eyes spilled
soaked into my earth
nourishing the depth of my heart,
filling me with a love so pure
I dissolved into light.

Free Verse # 188 (I walk in her light)

It’s raining
And it feels like my hands
Are caressing your skin,
Pooling heaven’s waters
In the womb of your earth.

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I walk in your light,
dissolved like a cloud
in the mouth of dawn.

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I sway to the rhythm of the stars
burning like fireflies
in the firmament of your eyes

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You kiss me
And like summer’s dry earth
At the touch of rain
My scent fills the sky

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Dawn
like furrows of stars
ever trails
at the hem of her dress,
she is eternity
walking through the world,
reaping its flowers
into a wreath around her head.

Free Verse # 187 (her eyes)

Like the sun and the endless sea
I carry you inside of me

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Poetry?—A submersion in the language of her eyes.

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Contemplating her face
the moon becomes a grape,
red and full,
aching to be pressed
and flood the sky with wine.

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You kiss me
and I become
the invisible water
bursting through
the seams of existence,
the hidden thread
weaving all its stars.

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Her eyes
an inexhaustible fountain,
its halcyon music
like raindrops in the heart
falling,
washing through our soul
with dawn’s white wine.

Free Verse # 186 (her perfume)

Her perfume
stole my heart
from its abode
and left it to roam
like a fevered wanderer
through the eternally burning stars.

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Life, a serpentine poem
through the curvatures of your skin flowing,
and I, a vessel of heart
sailing ever deeper
in her ecstasies.

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My heart with yours become a sea
Greater than night’s infinity

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I kiss you
and backward
and forward
in time I travel,
existence entire
becoming a ring
curled on your lips.

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…and when the moonshine bathed her naked skin therein I found, bloomed as flowers, all the poems I once sat at sea.

Free Verse # 185 (thunder clad)

As the beloved’s breath
entering the garden
your dawn has bloomed in me,
and I became your sunshine
and your shadow,
your light and your mystery.

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Her eyes,
a seeping of white silk
draping sky and earth.

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The world dissolved in the reflection of your face.

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All my life I’ve been honing my heart so that, when the day comes, I could plant it in the heart of you.

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She calls me to her lips
then she exhales me,
a breath charged with spring
fluttering amid dawn’s flowers
and making them sing.

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Thunder clad,
her stillness
rolls through the world
like a roaring tide
of madness.

Free Verse # 184 (the dawn of her skin)

his heart on his lips
a burning sun kissed
into the ocean of her eyes

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Her body
is the mystic tavern
where my poems
like drunken stars fall seared
into the dawn of her skin

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You kiss me,
and the poem that forever
burned under my tongue
like a river of lava
flows into your mouth.

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The wind
breezing through her hair
carried her scent to me,
and my jasmine-poems
growing drunk
exhaled her name
into the silence of the world.