Once grabbed with a joy in your eyes.
Eagles soaring above the seas.
Light lent we followed highs, the nigh.
Bitter brevity a passing breeze.
Did you wrangle the bucking bull?
Still do you see what soars above?
Looks like the skies are full.
The heavens are out of love.
Is it love, are you burning?
Are you breathless from the yearning?
Is it light or just a shimmer?
Do you see all or just a glimmer?
Walk down roads hand in hand.
Rolling hills then shire of bland.
Words unspoken, I make a call.
You may have tipped but you didn’t fall.
You can find me in my eyes,
In my heart and in my thighs.
Are you startled, are you lost?
Am I found but too much cost?
Is it love, what fills your mind?
Am I virtue, or am I a bind?
If the heart wants, why no heat?
Is there the will to be complete?
You have your home,
and I have mine.
Must fade away,
as apart we lay.
The love affair.
It has to go.
No more spent time,
on something not mine.
Too bound to let go,
eyes meet and we inhale.
Scream for eternity –
get deaf ears and brevity.
Know it’s not you,
and there isn’t an us.
Sun sets the same place,
but with a different face.
Grieve for you,
grieve for the fantasy.
Grieve for a feeling,
a heart worth stealing.
Not yet written,
where futures lie.
Look at today,
do we want where we lay?
Who needs to wake up,
you or me?
I’m rising anyway,
know I lose this play.
Anything can happen,
where there’s belief.
When belief reaps ache,
at some point one breaks.
Illusion, I know –
acceptance is brutal.
Future has it’s way.
Are there more sunny days?
I want it all,
have all of me.
Just won’t be you,
who says, I do.
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Wants and needs,
heart that bleeds.
Overcoming my lies,
stifling cries.
Right now, right now,
I wonder how?
Heart that cries,
heart that dies.
Languish in the foul.
Stripped of my howl.
Heart fades and tries,
to forget all these lies.
Hope lies in no more.
But can’t close that door.
So I live with my lies,
for brief jaunts to the skies.
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Languishing fallibly foul.
Minds broken, fearing forever.
Nothing but a roar and howl.
What makes today’s endeavour?
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Like sweet nectar, life’s enticingly fine right now.
Wail and just be, unaware of the how.
Mojo’s electric and Dizzy’s got me jumping.
Enjoying the mind roars, thumping, thumping.
Thankful for solace nights endeavour to keep.
I couldn’t imagine the deluge of weep.
A few seconds of foresight at best.
Couldn’t hope for anything less.
Time briefly borrowed to shine and grin.
I could, I would, stay where I begin,
Whenever will you see me again?
Come see up here, we’re free from refrain.
Well is it Dizzy, is it for no reason?
Depends on the tides and the season.
At best I can guess what will forever be.
I’m up for taking chances just to see.
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My senses satisfied with sweet things.
Air of beauty with scents of satisfaction.
Know not what the future brings,
or where I lost so much traction.
Right now, right now, it pains me not,
as I rumble to the beat.
We’re taken by the same ol’ lot,
Either taken or scared by the heat.
Rumble in my kitchen, drink with me wine,
be consumed by all this could be.
Futures are there for the makin’ in time,
Need not be such a mystery.
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Nobody fights for it anymore,
freedoms were had at a younger score.
Trust is broken, and it all too easy,
but not for the girl who fell hard and needy.
I don’t raise my head anymore,
have no smile, or wants to live for.
Is it life I’m learning, is it just a trial?
Are they lessons I’m learning, this lonely while?
In time I wait, will it away my way,
Just needing Howlin’ Wolf having his say.
For the winds come high, might settle us together.
Break free now of this confused tether.
I’m going to the country, and life will be so sweet.
Where the world is wild, and our lives a fine treat.
Do I expect anything, what torrid mind would not?
The doors in my mind going knock, knock, knock.
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We feel passion and the energy rise.
I sought permission from your eyes.
To stake my ground, pull up home,
We need no longer be so alone.
Let it not take you too far from within,
Wrapped in each other, time to begin
what will deliver us from dirty days,
The heat is on, in rapture you have no say.
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It lasts but a moment the fire from your kiss.
I devour the comfort but you I do not miss.
The fix isn’t working and I’d rather be alone.
I need to transcend momentary moans.
Once the passion has been consumed and done,
I wander to thoughts of who will be the one.
I feel despise for this is all that comes my way.
I long for the one who will spend longer than a day.
How do you end up living a life you didn’t forsee?
A life you never wanted but comes naturally?
What am I to make of this momentary deed?
Why don’t I ever find so much what I need?
But I have become so wanting for this.
That needs are fulfilled in hollow bliss.
Emptiness I feel would make a grown man cry.
So would the empty beds I find myself lie.
I do my best not to complain of my woes.
Mostly they are dormant and nobody knows.
But I cannot lie in another empty bed.
I’d have more satisfaction if I were dead.
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