Tuesday, 30 April 2013

Migrating knives

We were everlasting in
Origin communism;
HatePoetry Seamed us
Apart. Follow my heart
And peace will summon our
Crossed legged dream.
Unfold into his eyes
Ancestry; how colorful
I become.
Ending the ropes with
Stores to fail under, as
We are hopeless sheets of
Black blank paper.
Your sea cannot see
Me anymore.
I grew in your blackness
And edited your stoned
Faced neglect.
My head is released
Unto your fog and the braided
Hearts of our past are forbidden
And blinded by the binds of
This suddenly loved letter.
Hold my head higher in your
Psalms and watch our palms
Kiss closer than before.

heat beats

heartbeats in my palms  with tiger sky skin and tanned eyes with red clouds.  heaven sent another angel and Zen breathed again.  love slathe...