Perfervid

I don’t control impulses that recall

you crisply vivid in past moments

anymore than I can control the breeze

that teases my skin like ghostly kisses

 

And how many unexpected times must

thoughts of you end up making me

feel so alone in darkness and small?

 

Doesn’t the all these scars I now carry

seem more like your loves signature

for each time you did me wrong?

 

Some loves are too costly to be dared again

So- if your true nature is to hurt and break;

why do you pretend- to love anything?

 

Still- you leave me standing with water

and memories rushing through…my fingers

 

Poet of the Light ©2019

Frictional

Sometimes the sun can get too close- and

I guess you could say the same of the moon

Especially when the wind blows- on my skin

I feel your night fire consuming me, within

 

Each step further apart, burned even deeper

Until even my shadows were flames that flickered

And I was merely ashes of your destructiveness

Left- to be scatter in the whorls of wind; diamond dust

 

Oh, what I wouldn’t give for a little bit of rain

Oh, the thousands of those miss-stepping days

Still as fresh as when we first went our separate ways

and they still burn- as if they only happened…yesterday

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Turbulence

My eyes failed me before I set about

while sand still encompassed my feet

as I lounged in shade of a Palm tree

naively believing in a face, I couldn’t see

 

Now- its nothing short of, turbulence

adrift amongst this cyanic desert

hidden deep below a sobered surface

I thirst for taste of fresh, pure water

 

All delusion of her mirage has faded

along with the waves of false promise;

her embrace of love would come along

and gently whisk me ashore to…home

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Celestial

I miss the whispers of the whorl

that wrapped around me

insulating from nothingness

taking and giving everything at once

Akin the hum of an electric current

that pulsated generously life songs

Oh, how so numb and deaf I feel this day

so lost amongst all time and space

She was that caressing enigma

that magical wand the universe waved

and at times weaved into my heart

piercing every beat in motion

with tethering fabric of her own essence

knotting our wantoning reverberations

as I- breathlessly and ineffably… felt loved

Poet of the Light © 2019

Oligopoly relations

Beyond the pale boundaries

of reality’s imaginary reservation

My rogue depression

is my best oddest of friends

that remains long after others left

Which seeks me out, inopportunely

for its own dark desperate needs

whilst giving me a malignant purpose

as I try to replace the rifts void

knowing full well, I’ll answer

with my torn empathetic heart

and dependent open arms

because after all, this is… who I am

Poet of the Light © 2019

Comet

Once in dark lines of poetry

you were the angel that found me

and spoke openly to my heart

in a language of whispers

that I never heard, but felt

and knew- instinctively

that you spoke a lovers truth

in a bright fiery light passing by

but when I blinked

your image slipped away

and every since, I’ve been lost again

like a run away child

searching for you arms

and beating song- of your heart

oh, how my pain simply implodes

causing me to lose control

If I could only turn back the arms

that now holds me here alone

while my soul bleeds- in streams of tears

my raw scars don’t hurt half as bad

as your obviously- your absence has

and all my peace remains elusive

until your ghostly presence

finally comes back to stay

to bodily lay- along by my side

and gift me that sweet song for all time

reverberating from your heart to mine

in a long embraceable sleep together…at last

Poet of the Light © 2019

In a moon’s dimmed light

 

She can act and not live a lie

After all the times- he pretended

And left her heart without a good bye

As if she was a dark cloud, passing by

 

Now she’s been broken

Inside and out, in all the wrong ways

By believing someone foolish

Whenever they spoke loving lies

Someone who didn’t feel her love

Or see the truth in her eyes

So when she holds you close

And you feel her heart beat- alive

Don’t take it to hard when she cold

But- she’s being lonely with you

And I can help but wish I was you- today

 

If only, I wore your pretty face

If only, my eyes sported your colors

She’d look at me, deeply in my eyes

And like her, I could pretend a bit better

Every time she held my body closer

That maybe, just maybe- some day

She’d stop acting, when she touches me

And stop feeling lonely…in my arms

Poet of the Light © 2019