Fell in love – again Felt another’s love – again Idolized someone- again Blossomed long after the spring- again. There won’t be pain – again Will pleasure be sweeter savoured, rhythmic pounding pouring together with you in me dissolving- again. Aah ecstasy- flavored with no firsts, no disappointments- again. More than ever Knowing myself and so leaving you to savour your joy in you with me – again. Everything In life, and death – Like a ringed rose Slowly Unfurling More beautiful Again.
Lady Gregory Yeats O Casey Reading rehearsing Salon lit wine Will I turn away Unsure – Now- So close to opening up Again! No.
A phrase holds my hand and leads me to the completion of an idea. Then I love to read it out-- Satire with pain and pinch. Or I drift with it- into big skies and beautiful deeps. Its risky, you ve to test the waters... not needing to push all the time, but gently mastering the strokes. Love wRiting, love pOetising.
The rain drops have poured right through my eyes Right again the scars reveals themselves again Shared the broken heart into pieces Wondering the knight might still come Telling the pain it over But pushes hard feeling me I let
Reached, not yet pubescence: a cloud says, moon was crazy, treading on a forbidden lake of frozen tears. Breaking fast unto death for releasing the doves in sky of hymns. The gametes were weary. Procreation will wait. Let the dark
Assume for one minute that the world was healed again,strong, though creeping veins and ventricles, unclogged their own blockages and once again it’s you who can sing and live again presume you are well again,and again ,celebrating the night and