Color, love, nature

Metallurgy birds

Like a flame, on the vocal cords,
Make a home near the sky

I love you like the reefs of time
I love you like the summer rain

You;
A seafoam green day, under your canopy
You came slowly, as if
excavating a pomegranate
— and took me beyond belief,
far and away!
You are the land that continues, because I am the sea
The boat that rocks, because I am the wave

Dearest, we are in the incredible, metallic blue
Towards bells singing in the mist

The polar colliding in harmony,
Tombed in your embrace

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June Junkie

Eminence fully flowered,

orange and teal, yet still has a power,

as slot canyons and skies that cover June

Lilium asiatic double you,

a mystery, the many eyes—

in love—with sweet stirrings of you

Belladonna rose in offense,

in a stream of earthly moans—

sedation and sudden seduction,

towering over a wince

And the orange star laughs,

as the bees descend

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A desire for, love

Her name felt save in his mouth

Her name felt save in his mouth

Sliding down that mossy sink of darkness;
Where the moonmilk seeps above his head
And drops like sugary moonbeams down
His Irish skin

No mirrors, to reflect his cocooned crystals
Only pitch black shape-shifters,
In the misty middle rock

As a memory of indigo burnings surfaces,
And his exuberance is unleashed
He swims over luminescent calcite flowers,
And splashs in the pale, pearly thoughts,
Of how the way she’ll let him in

By a passage of mystical beauty,
Growing from tension, compression, and bubbles that crowds…
Until…
Yielding softly overhead,
To his language of love
And burrowing down into that wide mouth
Of security and curiosity

     Photograph: Ryan McGinley

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Color, Death, love, Relationship

I remember the rain

In the ashen light, venus’s hazel glow ring,
Peeks out tonight
Near the White Cliffs of Dover, boney traces of Wollastonite
Again on the edge,
I grasp a clump of what is tangible
Beneath my thoughts of decay,
A sweet visage still lingers
And keeps the Bardo at bay

For all those weeks of pixelated entertainment,
The last of those hypnotic hours
I pulled you deeper into the sedative darkness
On the back of your elbows, in agony you waited
Like water droplets dripping down the Windowpane
Imprinted forever, the pleasure I gave

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