i smell the
hot shadows
they linger
like sticky sweet
liquid
and
sunshine
dark
musky pieces
that come alive
to be collected in a perfect picture
eaten later
washing
me
with river
fire
perfume
melting and
spawning
whispering
on knifes edge
weaving sharply
softly
through my senses
figures who live
in me
who stretch and twine
through me
like
naked
wires
almost
finally
nearly
completely
touching
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what is love…….?
the breath
the feeling
the thought
the wish
the view
the memory
the thought
the feeling
the touch
the want
the eyes
the loss
the wish
the feeling
the smell
the thought
the touch
the wish
the view
the wish
the wish
the wish?
in these particles of truth
I resound
I………..am
love
a crashing wave
only one moment
and a dent in the sand
i see you
i am an ambient channel for
your song
sung true
into the early dawn
of the very first moon
i wished you
my king
tangled falling tumbling free
marrying the waves
in my salty sea
you are my sunshine king
easily
gracefully
i feel you now
entering your domain
into my heat
claiming
my drawbridge chain
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your poison so clear
i see it in the cracks of your sideways smile
it travels backward towards me even as you turn away
it seeks me like a moth
i see it in your shoulders, tightly held
yet crookedly, secretly reaching through the crowd for me
aligned you are your eyes
a lake of stars
an eerie, erotic mirror
i see you like a fox trying to hide from the moon
ma lumière
mon coeur est allume parce que tu existes
no more no less
c’est tout lumière
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he is dreaming
me
i am feeling
him
he turns inside me
his tail waves through me
i am full of fish
he swims my channels
erasing me
drawing circles
fanning light
his dream becomes me
i am his fish
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oozing a nectar of trembling epiphany
sentry is sleeping whilst guarding pentuppery
secretly dreaming trespassing all over thee
working around the sacred inside of me
needing and wanting are twining a fantasy
always unspent in mortal absurdity
but
truth like a wave or a kiss from the other me
calls to the knowing waiting so patiently
climbing the ladder of tenuous certainty
thank you I say to the sleepy eyed sentry
i smile and step out of that tedious entropy
wild are my eyes in a rainbow of heavenly
milk
is my youth
and honey infinity….
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he holds the gaze
but i deny him
i look away
this blue
is not
what it seems
it is not cool
it is liquid earth
lava star
i am afraid
the heat is hidden
I have never seen this
I am scared
this is new
my heart might drown
in molten blue
current
on current
with current
a clever matrix
of intention
a wide conduit
a stranding blue print
throbbing
streaming
don’t look with your eyes
he is far too beautiful
look away now
open the door
step outside
breathe the moon
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wishes are fishes
he touches me with his smile
every time i die
and still i survive
life’s excruciating want
my heart falls wider
on a cloud i am
my feet dangle in the sea
purveyor of all
i am a spider
my ribbon is curling wind
spinning the future
i sweep myself deep
i crush me into liquid
cupped in silken hope
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All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
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Poetry
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JEFF CALLAWAY
Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
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