shhh sh sh shh
i just want to die in comfort
ear to solar plexus of light
kiss kiss breathe hard
finger between thigh
worms crawl
sigh sigh sigh
shhh sh sh shh
i just want to die in comfort
ear to solar plexus of light
kiss kiss breathe hard
finger between thigh
worms crawl
sigh sigh sigh
My eyes are tired, my darling
for I’ve been crying, my darling, again and again and really
truly only God knows what
I’d be without you.
In my perfect world, my darling, our happiness outshines everything else.
In my made-up world my body and mind are rested and when I am next to you I am as…
From time to time
we find ourselves
with nothing doing,
nothing at all.
The essence of simplicity
is our greatest downfall
with nothing doing,
nothing at all.
My panes quake
for your image,
and I wish that person
were you.
But here I sit unsatisfied, unkissed
with nothing doing,
nothing at all.
And just as the sun rises, so shall we.
Divine, my love
we soar on the tiny orange and
red leaves that sink into the earth
with the frost and the snow and then we
(oh my love, oh my love how you make me quiver)
we,
we are reborn
the poetry gets lost in
theeverydayofnow
in
routinesmalltalkand
what was it?
Yeah, that.
the words drowned
by social ex-
pression
and sheer indifference
th
atwekeep(as a shield). -
But how could I forget the lyrics of the Moon
and it’s graceful light caressing the lake at midnight
like I do, to you.
Forever was just yesterday, and age is far from here.-
plunge backinto the quickness of now
and how we suddenly remember our fears,
the (blank) running down your face,
blurringtheimagesandwordsof
Yesterday. Flash back to yesterday,
when only Love was real.
Green, how I want you green.
Green wind. Green branches.
The ship out on the sea
and the horse on the mountain.
With the shade around her waist
She dreams on her balcony,
green flesh, her hair green,
with eyes of cold silver.
Green, how I want you green.
Under the gypsy moon,
all things…