Airiest Peeking

A love poem from the parts of my soul I keep throwing messages in a bottle to strangers they might read them

My sweet tis a lily on the surface.

these tithes I pay.

to afford the depth my soul holds.

Not a candle to but for that it wax & be spent of a moments embrace.

inside the warmth held there in your soft eyes jewel.

lay set in the cut of mine.

becoming thieves in minutes.

every hour passing away.

I mark them by grave flowers across my hearts beating the sound.

Under ribs jumping as if wings of a humming bird.

were pumping cells in billowing clouds the world over.

Again, the presence of atmosphere had by conversations with you.

How every soft thing in life stems from the tides.

washing ashore lines of waves along the costal expanse.

Eroding ego to shape my character.

drawing out the sands grains falling in fluid slow motion.

threw the bottle neck of an hourglass.

It isn’t fair, this ballet your air.
A slight,
you mock me,
how lithe at manor you dance the envision.

It’s wasps me,
with stings,
it pricks up,
goose bumps & I am stood on end.

Angles i turn over in my mind,
my thick fingers alien planes to a gage,
in electric cobalt,
a amorous luster of flux,
as you shine under our stars golden rays,
With cascades of cork screw curls.

A catalyst flush of rose in purple & crimsons speckles as they hang on her checks a light blush either side of a thin delicate smile.

How I ache in the marrow apart from you. From sun rise to sun set every day from that time on, I have suffered its absence.

It isn’t fair, I’m ruined, a torn tapestry where I sleep.

A pictorial fable, telling my life’s failures, how tragedy follows me like a skinny puppy.

How death rides my back as walk through the ashes while I steal time, memes, flowers, hopes, the remote & your mom.

How I always burn black candles, old tires, cigarettes, bridges & relationships.

To me it was always fleeting, I could never keep it up.

There is an excised shadow cast in places when looking back again.

I throw everything I can into filling it, hoping to bring back color to its cheeks.

Now that I have none to pass, no fertile soil to sow in, I’ve become a black smith bellowing this tender flame of animation.

This spark of my hopes I awaken to this love within me.

Yielding molten feather drooping slowly in slips that run gravity’s well as waterfalls.

Spending life time on end spat out money guns for attention entertaining sleuths inspecting the suspension stage rigging pulling ropes of me through last notice in the marble haze sat bottomed in the south east ora serrata parfait laid bare within a gaze from you.

Do you see now?

Did I waste it again this small part between us with to many words hunting you a youth with a toy bow and real arrows.

Every attempt I make is batteries forward checking for a breach to exploit my greed at keeping it only mine.

As a summer resting heat on the very air I breathe you swell in me somber tides drawn out In oceans.

Deep and mysterious, diving at speed the weight I feel sinks queasy on my shaking voice calling twain.

Your moony face blush in faint candle light a sleeping memory just before you snuff it out.

“Poof”

It’s gone again, love do you understand me I’m frantic that you know now my meaning when I say I con not lose you.

I will fight tooth & nail bitting them on stone crawling any length that can be measured by logic & be found where I fell holding the magic worked on me in your presence & they will stand in awe it’s gems brilliance in that very second become a reality.

Woah at the want upon my wrist’s these craven scar’s seep crimson trails, in ribbons, in fresh puddles, rainy after thoughts, drops shes not coming back for.

They gather upon the leaf as dusk settles distant in a slide lens yellowed glass color plate changing the worlds hue a final adjustment to true ambience the breath of life to a sandman was once was the dust of dreams I have together with you.

I know not how this ends, I could go on forever it goes on forever it holds my aloft in the clouds nimbus bluster so over my head I pray I’m an angel to reach you.

Fair love you are eternal, you are the promise, the only one who can give me life.

Here is where I keep this fire, here is where I keep this dream & see to it that it fades for to long from my sight.

When my body betrays me this sore in an arc across the universe, if you catch me falling as a shooting star know I love you.