Love Poems:

• Cream Colored Summer

• A Dragon's Cauldron

• 179

• Thinking of You

• A Patch of Rain

• Kissing Wrists

• Green-Green

44

Cream colored summer

Dashing dazing: see my face scream with wonder.

Shiny meadows gleam white, bleached in the scorch of the sun.

Tiny buzzers click through the grass as I walk.

Dash a haze behind my sight.

The air is cooling to take on the night.

The night air creeps in through the grasses around my feet.

Warm day air swirls in my face.  I laugh out loud.

The sky is purple, white green and blue.  Dusk.

I know what’s right.  All  I can do is crouch

In the shadows, and wait for them to find me.

These are the blessings that come at night.

34 A Dragon’s Cauldron

A dragon’s tear

A drop

In the cauldron of love.

It took me so long to understand you.

I close my eyes

And for a moment see

A carriage with a lantern

Approaching around the wooded bend.

For a moment we touch

Sigh into my mouth and I sing

the pulse deep into my heart

Our pulses ring

Press our palms together

Embraced in stillness

Hold fast and still, a last time

And fall back, slipping away through

The passages of the night

And again, here I am.

And you, only a memory.

179

Grape, Blonde, Blue

Jealousy joy, I love You.

55

Thinking of you

Again.  Like a dream

Thoughts of your heart

Pass through my shadow.

57

A patch of rain falls.

It’s yours.

Catch me deep when you sleep.

Take the rain that fell on your heart

and head, and take me in, dear.

I am drawn in by your tide

     governed by the moon.

          a hazy storm shines above the ocean

     I shine down like rain

Take me in the ocean

drown in me your rain.

116 Kissing Wrists

like a teenager practicing

he kissed his wrist, where it felt best

to entice a taste of what

a real kiss would feel like.

Yours a Smile

Yours was a smile of so many.

I sang hard to you that night

I saw your open eyes fading

like pale moon disks

quivering on the cold, still water.

Submerge your sight

into the dark bottom of the lake

At Night, when the black is black

And the blood is numb.

A silver suspire clung to a weed, I linger

in a shapeless world thick as space.

I feel no star to govern me.

A breath of longing,

To drift afloat my lurking eros.

To touch the surface and pop it.

A swoosh of a darter releases me.

Drifting in a single direction,

Driven out of the moment, for the first time

I see a flicker, the lantern of your eyes,

from the still of murky desire.

Parallel beams guide my way to the surface

Where I at last will sit in ornament of the moonlight

Stretching tension at the water’s surface.

A blue light flickers along my edge I giggle and pop.

A burst of laughter gone fatal.

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