One-N-Done

As the World

spins

forward

to depletion…

coral reefs

and

extreme heat

ripples climate

changes

pouring

droughts and wildfires

to sea level

risen in

ordinary people

flourishing

tidal waves

juggling

Time…

choices

out of ozone

happenings

in an

apparent reason

to cherish

the End

of

Sweet Nature…

honey

Kisses

blown

into the

Wind

tagged

to be

sent

into

the deepest

cravings

seizing

hunger

unfiltered

into

the cranial lobe

pounding

to be indulged

by

entertaining fantasy

untied

tangle

from the

Rest…

firmly

Guarded

on

planted

sweet lips

covering

every

destination

desired

to be of indulgence

in

devouring

Smooches

securing

and

embellishing

a King

in

L

O

V

E

marks

painted

Red

in unique

lip-stick

stains

until it’s All DONE…Muahhha…

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Frostman

Underneath his

heavy jacket

his heart

frozen cold.

Snowflakes

cling to him

in the winter

stomping

storms

booting

right to left

thru

his mind.

Teasing

heat

to unfreeze

his fondness

beneath his

snow cap

loneliness

touch hands

mitten

by chills

to keep

warm.

Frost bitten

to his touch

ice sickles

point

downwards

as he

waits to

defrost

by the fire.

Candle Nights

Fireworks

from the cloud

glisten bright

in your

eyes

to different

attitudes

to conclude

your

attentiveness

for my

affection

in

lessons

to elevated

higher

in mediation

with

you…poof

in a quick

spark

to disappear

out of my

element.

Connecting

the dots

to burn

the fuses

to let go

of spectacular

night shows

in showers

of luminous

glows

from a

flammable

blowout

up in

smoke

to stop

the fusion

before

affixing

to an ignitable

wick

embedded

to be

lite

alone.

Swing and Missed

A hidden

treasure

secluded

to

shine

jeweled

ears

listening to

singing

birds

absorbing

the scent

of fresh cut

grass

sneezing

to allergies

stuck

habitually

to

elbows bent

and

arms cross

to the

chest

of

watery

brown eyes

wide to

greenery

close

to reach

wide

to

the nose

in

full view

scenery

dwelling

in the

Bunckers.

Chip away

to

swing

hard

and

missed

over

in

errors

never

getting the hole point.

Pouring Out Disclosures

Born from

sin

punished

to not

fit-in

anywhere

but

in

seclusion

at least

it was

an illusion

as a little girl…

A mother

hatred

to her

“ragdoll”

daughter

she used

to call me…

Dragged

anytime

out of bed

by

my hair

and

whopped

decent

was her

reasoning…

Bruises

given by both

insignificant

folks

classified

as my

parents on

a birth

certificate

stamp

“a magnificent baby girl”

stuck into

a

home world

to be

uptight,

frightened

and

mislead

with a

brown wooden

cross

hanging over

my bed…

Mistake

to misspoke

once to a

school

counselor

brushing

with danger

telling my

black marks

on my arm

wasn’t from

paint

but

out of anger…

Trained to

look down

and

no eye contact

was the

rules

if anybody

had questions

those

folks

were quick

to fool…

Dealt to

deal with

a slip tongue

consequence

alone

in a room

that

was

a cell

of confusion

isolated

for

their

amusement

growing up…

Making

privacy

my adult

choice.

Love Finale

Making a wish

on the

stars

above…

Let us

clear slate

from your

previous

to my past

making

our

future

a

victorious

forecast.

Intertwining

our

complexities

together

making

our

lives

better

unfiltered

and unhindered.

Let us

love

without sin

opening

our

eyes using

all senses

to start

again

in trust

and loyalty.

Weaving

together a

gravitational

bond

listening

deep

to our

heartbeats

united

in

our faith

as one

in a

royalty union

staged

to be

our

final

journey

of Love.

Out of Flames

He promise

not

to change…

a dirty lie

made

her insane

squeezing

veins

clogged

in toxic chemicals

injecting

a poison passion

into

her heart

to be

ripped apart

from

memories

the 1st day

they met.

Pitched nerves

paralyzed

his

walk

away

from her

being an

Alpha-male

dominance

to his

head

suffocated

her to be

within

his grip

at all times.

Grasping

for

independence

her

beautiful

brown skin

touched

and

torched

by the same

clever man

that

demanded

her

LOVE

or

her tears from

his inflected

Hurt.

Wasted

apologizes and excuses

to hide the hidden

pulled

the trigger

that rages

her soul

to turn away

first,

shooting fire

from his thin

curled lips

to burn

anything to

penetrated her

but

she was scorched

before

she left.