Tuesday, September 21, 2010

the player plays the player

i met a woman with piercing eyes...

when she looked at me it was with sexual intent
drowning tides...

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player plays the player


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i think it funny that someone can enter your life
strike such a cord that resonates
sound
ly

when you affirm to the universe, greater good, what have you...
that your at a point in your life that you may be ABLE to accept some form of LOVE
then, instead of throwing an easy at you, said Universe, greater good, god or what have you
throws a curly

rising above it

mAKING LOVE?
what a time it's been

dashing between the sheets
the skins

smelling fragrants knowing
of a greater good

times do tell a story
a lesson
a lesser, even

my eyes do pierce the core of you
in response lay all your cards out on the table


my table is covered with a checker board of glowing red
glowing white
light in between your sheets
it lights my eyes for a temporary hour
or two...

tell the man selling apples on the cross road
that i might be back tomorrow morning
but if i'm not
sell the produce

because they keep coming through those doors
in all shapes and forms








heart strings only pulled by a couple
of fiery foxes
and there is no wayward banter here

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

stick fights

30 kids teamed up with african men
taking on everyone and anyone

i bore wittness to a riot
i saw men being bashed with branches

falling from trees i watched them fall
women standing on the outside, preparing the next lot of 5 to enter the ring

i saw men jumped on with steel capped boots
blood splattering upon the pavement

the only screams i heard were gutteral
the screams i heard muffled the sirens

cops arriving 20mins after it started
hosing down craziness with pepper spray and fire hoses



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the sacred act of the eye kiss:

the heart on hold plus two years or more
eyes meeting upon a crest of emotion

kissing my eyes
starting left
moving right

she used to do that to me
the only one to do that to me


tears fell down like rain
it's been a while since my heart has beaten with a wanting in tune with anyone else's

choke the throat
it's been so long since eye kisses

wicked ways of the wicked, i wonder if they will cease
no words left.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

knee shake and belly thing

fingertips upon my cheekbone
cheeky smiles in your eyes

leaning in close your lips gently spread apart
enough let a whisper emit

mouths touching
slightly

belly alive with butterfly translations
knees wobble to almost give way

wow

heart sleeps over? after many moons since the previous
love not fast

not fast love

something