Free love

Echoes of your lovehits the surrounding wallsand travels like the speed of sounda winding path that never stopswhere we’re racing next to each otherlooking at each otherinstantaneous energy, infinite surgethe ability to soar like animals with wingswe turn into superheroesmy abilities, unlocked with your touchthere’s nothing ever stopping me now

Like a goofy boy

Like a goofy boy you smile helplessly your head tilted back, and your slightly uneven teeth spread about the sun rays are spinning while the world is spinning while you might be spinning who knows, everything is a moment; an euphoric joy that one cannot conceive Your laugh might be the only sound out thereContinue reading “Like a goofy boy”

Letter to Anais from Henry

August 14, 1932 Anais: Don’t expect me to be sane anymore. Don’t let’s be sensible. It was a marriage at Louveciennes—you can’t dispute it. I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in an ocean of blood, your Andalusian blood, distilled and poisonous. Everything I do and sayContinue reading “Letter to Anais from Henry”

Bridge

Would you take me there… like a spaceship to a planet a stair to heaven there wherever that is are you the journey to a destination that never ends? Can you be the final point, please? My humanness can’t take it; all these theories I want you and I want you and I want youContinue reading “Bridge”

Boy crush

He was a guy she couldn’t identify, for the life of her but he smiled and he had a great body and he was perfect in every way possible he was nice to everybody, and everybody wanted a piece of him he knew it, but remained humble That’s what she liked most about him; notContinue reading “Boy crush”

Charles Bukowski — The Vale of Soul-Making

writing has been my fountain of youth my whore, my love, my gamble. The gods have spoiled me. — Charles Bukowski, from “only one Cervantes,” The Last Night of the Earth Poems. (Ecco May 31, 2002 via Charles Bukowski — The Vale of Soul-Making

Dear fruit fly

I understand you, you freakin fly, I can’t believe that I’m me and you’re a speck of dust in air but somehow I’m moved by you and when one is moved, they understand the pain that one is going through, and it’s called love never mind who… what you are what matters is this processContinue reading “Dear fruit fly”

Veered paths

Tell me, please where do we go from here I know where I wanna go in your arms guided underneath the shimmering stars in the night sky only they know everything that I feel about you about this life and the path it makes, veered around you away from you watching you from afar withContinue reading “Veered paths”

Losing you

In losing myself, I lose you fading into the blue skies; the only place I ever found you anyway in my childish fantasies where I was the seeker and you were the gold goal it was always you it’s always been about you in clip arts, in stories, in conversations in hopes in my achingContinue reading “Losing you”