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Where the wild poems go 4

 

And in 

my bed

in the quiet

of night 

 

you come 

to me

and slip 

naked into my

dreams,

 

and my 

wishes fall

to you,

 

the taste

of your mouth

and the curve 

of your siren

smile...

 

and the

soft texture 

of your breasts

 

 I cannot ever

get enough

of you.

 

my tongue

licking in

ecstasy 

your pink

...

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Where the wild poems go 3

 

 And in

our midnight

stirrings

you willing let

me touch 

all your 

invisible places

 

and lick my

finger tips

dry from 

my adventures 

in and out of

your moist 

tender 

lips.

 

and the

whispers of

our hearts

is all  that

can be heard,

 

and the 

silence of fire in

your eyes

you can not

pretend,

 

to have

...

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Where the wild poems go 2

 

and the

night passes

too quickly,

 

and I know

soon you

will be gone.

 

as the sky

rolls over us

the heavens

look down

upon you

with awe.

 

my cum lies 

like dried

crystals upon

your small opal 

back,

 

my head

lies on 

your belly

and rises

and falls

with each 

one of

your angel 

breaths.

 

you were

...

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Where the wild poems go 1

 

Like a

lightning strike

running zagged

up and 

down my 

spine,

 

stars cascading 

into your eyes

in celebration.

 

wet lips

everywhere,

 

their tastes

seeping into 

my mouth

and thighs.

 

no words 

said or

primitive 

dreams given,

 

under tangled

blankets

tangled legs 

upon your

bed.

 

heaven moves

th...

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Rape / the rebirthing poems 6

 

It is

late at

night,

 

the winter

wind

blows through

the trees

like a beggar

running up

and down

this dead

end street.

 

a jab step 

here a 

jab step 

there  never

 one hundred

percent certain

of it's

own direction.

 

it runs 

itself

exhausted,

 

like a kite 

half broken

in the sky.

 

preparing to

...

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Rape / the rebirthing poems 5

 

This night

knows

the lie.

 

and it 

wasn't 

you.

 

only a

bleeding

glimpse of

something else

someone else.

tangled

there

struggling

in the

night.

 

a stunt 

performer

without

a net.

 

not your

choice.

 

and that

one reality

sets you

free.

 

look

hard inside

your heart

have the

faith to

...

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The cake walk poems 17

(for  my friend who is terminally ill..)

 

Till 
the end

lean 
on me.

baptize 
yourself
in a 
piece of
sky,

and I 
will hear
your 
prayers.

roll down
a meadow
hill as
a child
of our
mother
earth.

and 
I will
celebrate
in your
laughter.

lie down
to dream
at night
and whisper
all your
doubts
and trials
by fire.

and my
soul will
be your
pillow
and keep
you ...

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The cake walk poems 16

(for a friend of mine who is terminally ill..)

 

A belief,

 

On our

great 

journey,

 

we must

leave

the world's

reasons

behind,

 

like the 

fallen lies

of a 

child"s

nursery 

rhyme

 

instead

in a

open field

I will

sit and 

mediate

you.

 

this is

real.

 

I feel it

through

and through

the marrow

...

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The cake walk poems 15

(for my friend who is terminally ill...)

 

and the

passion of

your words 

and the touch 

of soft

nippled breasts,

 

sets the world 

to fire ,

and gives

love quiet embers

that touch

and dance across

the sky.

 

and you

will survive

your loses,

 

and in life

and love

you will maximize 

your wins.

 

I can read it

in your ...

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The cake walk poems 14

(for a friend who is terminally ill... )

 

You have
become 
to me

a river to
float 
my spirit
away
on.

the tenderest
of places 
to plant 
a prodigal
seed.

where the
trees
in my life
were cut 
down
cold,

and left
to barren
long ago.

naughty
at the 
sight 
of you.

joyous
in celebration
at your
laughters
first sound.

no longer
afraid of 
changes

you bring
upon...

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The cake walk poems 13

(for my friend who it terminally ill...)

 

 

And the

dawn

sleeps over

your dreams

and the call

of a voice

inside you

reminds

you that

you are

still 

a child of 

these days.

 

looking for

innocence 

again through

this pain,

 

is there

no one

here to

remind you

of that

 

and walk

with you

a while.

 

lost ...

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The cake walk poems 12

(for a friend who is terminally ill.. )

 

The moon makes

you cry.

 

falling down

hard to

find the

grip to stand.

again.

 

knees bloodied

and bruised.

 

and the night

doesn't

miss a moment

and it will

come back to

take you

down again

tomorrow.

 

you are a 

prisoner of

it's tides.

 

tracing your

steps in your

mind...

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The cake walk poems 11

(for a friend who is terminally ill..)

 

Years later

like old

shoes you

will never

wear again.

 

your covered

in secrets

and cobble 

webs that

watercolor

your eyes in

only grey

and black.

 

and love

no longer

clings

to you,

 

you fear it

and like 

a beaten 

fish.

 

you catch it

and then

without 

ceremony

t...

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The cake walk poems 10

(for a friend of mine who is terminally ill.).

 

Morning.

open up

your sleepy

eyes,

 

like a cat

stretching out

on a 

sun sprinkled

front

porch step.

 

slow down 

your racing

mind.

 

sit and watch

the fire

of life begin

all around 

you.

 

stay warm

in it's

embrace.

 

walk awhile

kiss the

clouds to

mend  yo...

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The cake walk poems 9

for my terminally ill friend..

 

Dance with

your shadow

and half moon

smile within

it's secrets

that it 

carries

with you

through

the night.

 

you are

different

now but

not lost

to the 

black sky

without

light.

 

whispers 

to the night,

 

a song

perhaps to

amuse

yourself,

 

worry not

any further

you are

...

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The cake walk poems 8

for my friend who is terminally ill..

 

It is

the cruelest 

of cuts

unkind.

 

the dying

from within.

 

a rattlesnake

strike that

found

it's mark.

 

who rots the

flesh and

rapes your

mind.

 

and then 

takes

from you

a part 

that could

not be

saved.

 

and like a

demon who

has  come to

visit you.

 

unwe...

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The cake walk poems 7

for my friend who is terminally ill....

 

It is

late at

night,

your mind

and thoughts in

a million

pieces.

 

the winter

wind

blows through

the trees

like a beggar

running up

and down

this dead

end street.

 

a jab step 

here a 

jab step 

there  never

 one hundred

percent certain

of it's

own direction.

 

it runs 

...

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The cake walk poems 6

(for my friend who is terminally ill...)

 

The moment is 

incased

in shattered

glass

in your

head,

 

a memory

you wear

like cheap

clothing

torn and

a little bit

 tattered

for all

to see.

 

it keeps 

you a 

prisoner

in your

day.

 

like the

sour taste

of a 

spoiled 

apple that

you can't get

out of

your mo...

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The cake walk poems 5

For my friend who is terminally ill....

 

This night

knows

the lie.

 

and it 

wasn't 

you.

 

only a

bleeding

glimpse of

something else

someone else.

tangled

there

struggling

in the

night.

 

a stunt 

performer

without

a net.

 

not your

choice.

 

and that

one reality

sets you

free.

 

look

hard in...

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The cake walk poems 4

 

for my friend who is terminally ill..

 

An ugly

disease of 

innocence 

yes.

 

but a

innocence

to be

born

again

just the

same.

 

the slight

lifting of

your face

to catch

a smile.

 

the pausing 

of a moment

to let

the sun

radiate

your face.

 

a whisper 

to the 

evening

canopy of

stars,

 

to you...

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The cake walk poems 3

my friend is terminally ill....

 

It is still

all around 

you,

 

like a black

tar it

clings to

your bones

and hopes.

 

like a cold 

wind it

blows and

echoes

through

your soul.

 

certainly not

a gift,

but a curse.

 

incurable

a marking

on your

young life

written on

a wall

in a cavern

deep

inside

yourself...

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The cake walk poems 2

Friend to friend...

 

To the 

rest of 

the world,

 

Sunrise creeps

over the 

horizon line

slowly without

purpose,

 

one day

the same

as the next..

 

but for you

no morning

is a

ordinary

morning,

 

or something

put together

as neatly as

a sailor's bed.

 

your dreams

lie scattered

across the

floor like 

a ru...

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The cake walk poems 1

Friend to friend...

 

It is late,

the  moon hangs 

over you

like a 

broken love

sentence

from another 

fallen

relationship.

 

and now

what is to

become

of you,

 

and stirred

heartbeats,

that make

me think

that you

and I have

have shared

many

moments

like these

before.

 

and such

ae the ties

that bind

us...

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The kissing poems 39

 

Rogue
smiles,

tender
lollypop

kisses
shared,

tell
our full
measure.

fingers
entwined
as we
sleep.

I reach
to pull
you close.

the moonlight
caresses

our entangled
silhouettes,


and again
like a 
miracle,


it is
true,

I witness
it.

this
diamond
studded
sky has
lost
it's 

universal
presence.


for it
pales in
comparison

to the 
moments

you lie
over me.

and a...

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The kissing poems 38

In all

that you

dream,

 

with your

eyes

closed

and your lips

pressed

against mine.

 

I feel them.

and your

passion is

the ties

that bind 

us.

 

and the

sky may

turn to

rain

but I cannot

and will not

take the

coward's way

out and

ever let

go of you.

 

and all

my dreams

too will

come true. 

 

at ...

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The kissing poems 37

 

Your laughter 

is like 

a lover's

embrace

around me.

 

from the

moment 

I hear 

it .

 

it is 

the only

place

I want

to be.

 

 tangled 

in your 

afternoon

thoughts,

 

deep in 

your early 

evening

kisses.

 

in places

that we

can only

be.

 

together 

forever

as one.

 

truthful 

to ourse...

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The kissing poems 36

 

Playing hide

and go seek

under the

covers

with our

birthday

suits on.

 

praline and cream

ice cream

melting

down the

inside

of your

thighs.

 

our games

together

are always

playful

and basked

in cardinal

innocence...

 

and though

morning

will surely

find

us...

 

we still

hide from

it too...

 

...

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The kissing poems 34

 

First kiss

give to me

everything

that you

are.

 

hold nothing 

back but

what you

need too.

 

fill your

life

with trust

and naked

evening

 sighs

that even

the moon 

will hear.

 

find root

in us

and let

us be

everything

we ever

dreamed.

 

first kiss

I felt 

all these 

things.

 

take not even

...

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The kissing poems 33

 

For a
moment,
within
these whiskey
night
shadows.

let me
have 
your eyes
to dream
within,

because 
I have 
been
beat up 
and battered 
around,
for way to
long

a time.

holes in
my denim
shirts
front 
pocket.

from each
time my
broken
heart
has cut 
through
my chest

and run

away.

tired
of being
disappointed

and lonely.

like the
last renegade
drunk
...

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The kissing poems 32

 

This night
in you,

when the
rains come
in the 
wink
of an eye,

we crusade
into
the black

catching each
droplet
of night
upon our
tongues.

then savoring
the taste
together
deeply
and sweetly
between our
lips..

seeking our
salvation
humble
and as a
servant
to each other's
souls..

through
Topanga 
canyon,

we walk

bare toes
in flight.

clouds 
swollen
bellies
...

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The kissing poems 31

 

I seek
your smile,


like a six 
year old

child
engulfed
in the 
curiosity 
of you.
 
I peek
through 
the window 
of your
 thoughts
that you have
 left
 open
to me.
 
everything new.

somethings
unexplained.
 
in the still
moments

before
 dawn,
I sit here
 at my
keyboard
and talk to
 it about

you.
 
the joys
you feel.
 
the heartache
you hide.
 
...

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The kissing poems 31

 

rolling like

thunder under

morning sheets...

 

taste of your

body overwhelms

me as your

climaxes

cascade 

upon me

 one after

another

after

another.

 

our bodies

trembling

then finally

put to rest.

 

as we

surrender

next to

each other

in deep

passioned

breaths,

 

like two

spoons

washed and

cleaned,

...

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