All Things Imagined & Hoped For

I long for the purist kiss
streamlining saliva and flesh
piercing through the blockade of shallow skin
screaming out endorphins through every pore of the body


your lips are my craving, spewing words purer than Columbian alkaloids


It's richer than sin
It's grander than evil
It trumps all lust


Your simplicity draws me nearer
Like the kiss I long to experience
the way you act, the way you dress
is sprung forth from the angels of most high


Our breaths lie in one as my conscious shoots to the moon
your eyes are my telescope, and in them I see only doves
Their wings travel to the place of angel's rest
Where you will truly go, and I as well


But first let's dwell here
In rust
In riot
Enraged... world
Let's fix it


Fix it with our kindness
Our love
Our passions
Your kiss
Which again, I long for

"You can't sop loving an angel."

"What if she becomes a demon?"



"You love her even more."

Those five letters sing in perfect unison when they say your name.

Is there a greater humanly love than that of helping another achieve one's dream at the expense of your own?

Femme Fatale

I'm as harmless as a butterfly
but you sting me like a bee.
The pain in my head hurts
less than the pain in my head.

I could sit in there, without you.
Let the celluloid cells fill my head.
But my brain's filled with prison bars
I throw up for safe measure against you.

The cinevision picture never looked as dull
as when it captured your image.
I only noticed once I cased my 3-d glasses
and saw the blurry I once viewed crystal clear.

I sit out here, without you.
My googly eyes set to panavision.
Dejection is something I never wanted to take
but should have expected.

I understand Lord, I understand