Windy Sea casts a shadow 

  1. Today, you should get away …
  2. From the…sometime play
  3. Let me breathe, in the sometime shade
  4. ______ ___________ __
  5. Solar key
  6. unlock the sun light safe
  7. All over me, the sometime rays
  8. _____ __ _____ __ __ _ _ ___
  9. You remind me, that this is just a phase
  10. We could even end up in the same place
  11. _ _ __
  12. Too familiar, I’m starting to see you in my face
  13. And I know you’ve had some things you had to erase
  14. ____ ___ _ _________ _ _____
  15. Things that can make you mentally flail, but honestly
  16. _ ____ ______ ___ ________
  17. I just want to wake up inhaling the breaths you exhale 
  18. __ ___ _______ ____ _____
  19. You look great in red, I think this can set sail
  20. You said it yourSelf
  21. “Who else would manage the wealth?”
  22. ____ ____ _ _____________
  23. And since you said that to me, I’ve been thinking about my health
  24. What condition I’m in, and what could I do to put things upon another soul’s shelf
  25. ____ _______ _____ _____
  26. You told me
  27. “I’m so sick of the Ads, they just tell half truths, in order to make you buy, after they advertise”
  28. ____ ___ _ _______ ___
  29. At this point, I couldn’t even look you in your eyes 
  30. I felt as if covertly it was something to despise, but, could I?
  31. _ _ __
  32. Nobody knows the sound of anything falling, when they’re not there
  33. _____ ____ _ _
  34. So I know what you mean when you say you don’t believe in trusting thin air
  35. _ _ _ __ ___ _____ _ ___ __
  36. What’s that, fear?
  37. Good
  38. This is the opportunity, hold my head under the water, allow the frame to gulp for….something, near
  39. _ _
  40. Though there is oxygen, no lungs need to adhere 
  41. Too wet to be processed, the bubbles start to disappear   
  42. (… ..)
  43. Still eyes, until you are taken out the salt, under my lips, with one push of breath down the throat
  44. _____
  45. Expelling the element in which I am soaked
  46. _ _ ___ _
  47. Dripping soul across the boat
  48. We’d say love
  49. They’d say we have returned 
  50. to the sea to cope



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Moon breath


Free my from my love, lover
Be it as snow which is kissed by the sun
Reminding the frozen
That to the core which may be broken
Lay waters suspended, awaiting the ocean
Free my from my love, lover
Like sonic waves to the motion
Heart beats and cleats through the dark leaves around..
All I ever wanted was to never not hear your sound
Free my from my love, lover
From whatever link we are bound
Coax me like rust embracing Iron in its clutch
Break away the bonds an electric dust
That collected upon what was once
Free my from my love, lover
Teach me that they are all mine
Simultaneously whispering to me
‘Nothing is here to bind’
Unravel this pinecone within my mind
And scrub away the crust like stone which has formed
With citron, lime
Free them from your love, lover
Notice your face within the rhyme
I freed you from your love, lover
Because. .



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“Chinese man creates own Lamborghini out of iron and an old van”

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Little lightening


I thought I felt your nose…
Woke up in the middle of a moonless night with no clothes
Naked with blue breath…froze
Like our image in picture frames
Holding a permanent pose
As these…

colorus swirl through my nose..
Must have been the warm smell of rain

Reminds me of you
this liquid, which does not stain

Always feeling the thumping of that fuchsia vein..attracted to the all
We’ll soon obtain.

Need to get the water out of my brain

Undulating back within this snow leopard sheet
Thinking thoughts that I almost never speak
Until I feel..

.. . . .. ….

…… . .. …..I thought I felt your cheek..

Woke up again, thinking your eye lashes had grazed me with a sweep

Starting to realize that I actually never went to sleep.

Tease me, pour me out of liquid form ..
Coiled up in you like follicles from Sheep
Arms warmth, like tea..

we steep.

I thought I felt your feet..
Woke up..

Oh, that’s right…


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Violinist’s Physics


I want to love you, adore you
You bore me, but no
I cannot scuff you, I’ll cuff you
I’m already coaxed
We need to hate we, you hate me
I’m glowing, I’m gold
Little baby, lately, loving, loafed

Rate me, forsake me, then leave me alone
High as moringa tree, in liguanea, you’re loving the ghost
Sorceress you’re so crazy, hey.. baby, help me break out the mold


Liquid liar..
When could you run through my fire
All, come on… your songs melt
my desire..

You’re crying lightning, I’m trying, to withhold all excitement
This dying diamond,
so blinding on my end,
I’m still binding
.. looking for things not worth finding
Leave you alone in wet silence

Could your love be like violence
What timing
Electricity and vibrance
I’m in love with your violence
Fine like strings of violins ..


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Sensual Surgery


When these lids split
and the wet spheres in my face
roll back in position to sit
I awake feeling solidity
at each finger tip
in between the valley of scabs
where in the night my skin has ripped
ignoring these marks as innocuous
sailing through the day forgetting the obvious
back to black as these lids kiss
through the silence amongst the mist
she has come again tonight
to claim my skin as her cutting board
investing bliss through tiny slits
       …the sensual surgeon who’d rather leave her love letters etched in my epidermis

When the scabs heal, I’ll read your story through my scars, and never forget your purpose within my stars

It is as if, you, shine through the prism, of my prison’s bars.



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Smooth Oscillation

SONY DSCAlign your nose to the star and say “life is grand”

Boomerang smiles to the mountains, heel and toes taste the land

 As you arrive in the valley, notice the shape of it from where you stand

Resembles the “M” on the metacarpus in the middle of your hand

Within Self you have found maps

With these maps you have found facts

Through these facts your skin begins to relax

And your pores facilitate smiles, small pools, and shores

This is the life, have it

Born into the ocean of your Mother’s planet

upside down, exhaling bubbles until you meet the land, ‘ we planned it

Our control theory, living in this dynamical system


Backstepping into your unfocused eyes, shut, and open your lids

Take back in the image of the valley, remember your youth

Remain as your kids

You’re going to end up changing this world, hers, and his


Walk into the valley with the portrait of the land you made in the womb

Purposely clenching each hand

Whilst aligning your nose to the star knowing

Life is grand

– S

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