Half Lies & Gifts Don't Keep Me

Even in the silken

folds of egyptian cotton sheets, cream colored

with trim of emerald green,

an endless thread count to caress me to sleep

 

i could care less,

my exhaustion neither

because slumber is not finicky...

double-coupon discount for the hours,

relieved i have them still,

to breathe and enjoy each rhapsody

is to step into the gates, held still,

eternity / beauty's true captivity...

 

the finer things are pleasing, yes,

name brands & the highest quality, sure,

anything that's beautiful evokes the senses

to heavenly realms / needlessness

uncut, craving our envy's delightful cures

yes, it's the sign of the  best life possible

silver-spoon-fed fixations / impressionable

yet, i could care less

 

what can gold do to my loneliness?

 

Take me then to rustic restaurants,

unique plastique, avant garde displays,

shows sponsored by platnium praises

dine on savory talents

of chefs schooled in the foreign flare,

antiques,

designer and pillars for legs of chairs

when we are seated by french or spanish

accented, italian-gorgeous hosts;

 

i am nervous to touch the silver-ware & china,

hands on lap, feeling underdressed

Fancy was once

a name of a thoroughbred horse

and i can tell you : i could care less...

 

(to) purchase paintings, of water-colored races,

space travel prints of captains,

baseball fields on oil-based paints,

a canvas of a life truly lived, in spite

of loss and your will

to have another person entirely

devout to only one, fulfilled;

 

to clothe me is to hold me with certainty

to never stray, devoting every fiber of one's being

is short of nothing blessed

without a doubt,

without this gold Visa, i'm not at all even

stressed.

Oh and my allowance,

...i could care less...

 

Take out the trash : unimportant minutes

washing laundry, a grocery list,

self-less favors, my lovely prince

these are my only ability's gifts

with sex,   physical,

physical, let's get

on a tryst / on the last of my loyalty, a kiss

as true as saturated

in bliss this is - close to perfect

i can feel... and i wonder still what my soul is worth

when i have nothing and you're distracted,

strung away by fractal messiness

internet libations and invitations for foxholes

as you creep / as you sling . . .

 

yes, i am easy to fool

and yet, i still could care less...

 

However many times i fracture

i continue to adore, my infinite upheaval,

demi-god in flesh you are / my worship

 

it is a curse to love you so

i could care less with what you buy me,

give me heaven sent truth,

 instead

ignite me with the power of the softness

of your devotion, unhooked

stars in destined romance & sonnets

a fusion of lust and trust

intertwined

i only care for a simple touch

for some meager time to be near you,

that is what i call divine . . .

i could care less of the golden,

riches are free - never sold

they reside among the folds of lips and nips

on sides and tongue-ride on n*****s,

once cold . . .

 

so keep the bank accounts empty

vacations ? i could care less !

 half lies in gifts don't keep me

but in faithful arms,

yes . . .

i am yours completely

gladly and forever / in your power,

in this, our lovely, lovely

mess . . .

always know my love

you are

always forgiven . no regrets.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"but in faithful arms,
yes . . .
i am yours completely
gladly and forever / in your power,
in this, our lovely, lovely
mess . . .
always know my love
you are
always forgiven . no regrets."

Love your writes. Smooth, elegant and touching...:)...................

[Ed Hart]

your use of the language is as smooth as those Egyptian cotton sheets, and your devotion is beyond counting...

[Kat Williams]

Reality of love...you do it well

[The Tao of Bri]

GREAT WRITE~ If eveeryone could make a commitment this world would be a better place indeed!