Washing off the whispers that have floated over my body from a lover isn’t as easy as it would seem. The emotions gather around and within and caress my soul until I fall down to my knees begging for forgiveness. I die as the silent wishes wash over my naked body laying in the cold moonlight that howls at my soul. And here, I cannot sleep for all the whispers float over my body. There, and there, there is where I float away from my secrets and fever to a land where no emotions flow.
Tag: whispers
Without You (day 583)
Without diamonds
There are no eyes
Without silver
There are no whispers
Without ruby
There are no games
Without emerald
The lake is empty
Without gold
There are no sunsets
Without you
There is no tomorrow
A Picture of Enjoyment (day 563)
Sounds of the night circle ’round and around like the flowering budgies that flap on through the night.
I await on the mantle, a picture of enjoyment.
Legs curve and the back bends forward, this is the pose of an elegant dancer. She walks and she hustles and she whispers in madness. She whispers secrets only lovers can handle.
Too late, I whisper, hunching my back and looking deep into the ceiling with elated joy. A fool only knows the answer after the call has been made.
Hope always exists, up here on the mantle. So much excitement and far to little action; the dancers they taunt me, the singers they enchant me.
I await on the mantle, as a picture of enjoyment.
Ladies of the Night (day 521)
Standing naked amongst ladies of the night
No desire spreads between my legs
Save for deep warmth emanating from their porcelain skin
Pulsating waves at my shivering limbs
And throwing deep angles into my conscience
Collapsing all truths into forever gones
Knowing not whispers that get sent
As I turn towards the door
Looking back only at silhouettes
That shimmer in dim light
Rochette off the floor to ceiling mirrors
That grace the space where ladies of the night
Plot and seek revenge
Snake To Me (day 518)
Snake to me
Inside the only crevice left open after the fire
Dealing with long strands of clean green grass
Pushing out the insides of earth
Light the night
With flaming signs of decadent desire
Rapping madly at the doors of a heightened sense of security
Rolling quietly into whispers of time
And breathe
Like you’ve planned this night for ages
Sitting alone staring at the ceiling and imagining
Every last detail to the tee, notepad included
For the best is yet to come
Wrapped up in a warm cashmere
Pressed between excitable thighs of love
Whispers Tonight (day 437)
The lonely planet whispers into my ears tonight
Talks in dreams and far off stars
It speaks to me in words unspoken
It calls out like a mourning mother
But peace resumes like far off settlers
Half way there and looking yonder
There is hope out there and much to gather
Mindful sights as we sit here together
The night and me speaking in whispers tonight
Cooling (day 389)
Pulsating through my veins the strain begins to beg
Following passion through dark rooms and closed doors
Hushed whispers strain the thick air
Dense with sweat and good moods
Drinks on the rocks fuel already intoxicated minds
Smooth music paves the way to sweet romance
As sheets rustle against the low buzz of a fan
Cooling the King and Queen of this here land
Up those stairs to the balcony so familiar
Cool wind blows against exposed skin
Setting night lights deep inside the conscience
Resting the heart as it pitters and patters
While I Shall (day 273)
While I’m afraid of what tomorrow brings
I shall pull up my socks and trod forth
While I can only see habitual retreating
I shall encourage you till the end
While my breath comes slower in my dying age
I will squeeze the last of it into you
While my whispers hit only your ears
I will make sure they embrace your thoughts
..and then
In the power of the history
We shall be forever more
Home (day 216)
Home runs deep
Home speaks whispers
It holds your hand
And feeds you when you’re hungry
Home calls your name
It brings you out of the cold
Into the depths of love
Home runs deep
Home doesn’t require gifts
Home brings health
Home shows you with hugs
Everything will be all right
I’m home now
I’m here but I wont stay long
I won’t leave it behind, though
Home runs deep with me
Marriage part II (day 63)
Without your whispers
And late night, late night
We wouldn’t be here
Tying this knot