How it Feels

Sometimes…
Sometimes I feel like
stars trickling down stained glass
windows in the middle of a
warm spring day.
Or like
rainbows kissing riverbanks
pouring waterfalls down the
eiffel tower.
Maybe even like
l-stop conversations turning odes
to streetlamps playing footsie
with children in the park.
You see,
I look at her and it’s
fireflies playing tag in
your grandmother’s backyard
while sweet tea sways in the
new orleans breeze.
Not to say that it isn’t
roses,
or chocolate,
or eskimo kisses.
It’s just…
Well,
It’s more than that.
It’s…
It’s you.

Cry

Tears drip certainty
into a river of love
as it circles, slides, and crashes
on rock after rock after
rock.
on a journey to the Sea.
violent shaking gives way
to breath interchanging warmth
with skin softened by
Sea salt.

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Love kisses
the sunset as it
casts a glow
on skin touching
skin
against silk waves;
and toes like sand
between toes.
lips slide
against soft rises
of lips cast like
dunes
against stars playing
rays of fingertips
along the soft white sand,
glowing almost half as bright as your
eyes
as white caresses
swirling azure mists that wrap golden amber around my
heart and
the hot summer air
breathes warmth between
dunes cast in the pale starlight
illuminating an
Embrace.

Night

Moonlight
Plays shadows sliding eternity.
against
sidewalk cracks.
Tripping the light fantastic
across
rivers coursing A positive.
A positive outlook on moonbeams
Dancing
ghostly minuettes
Across streetlights shining
on
empty.
Empty full of empty
intertwining with nothing over and over
in desirous embrace,
as Empty kisses Nothing
and nothing clings to empty.
until…
until it is Everything.

A Fresh Start

Welcome all,

From now on....I will post my random poetic musings at this sight.

David