The moment scatters. Motionless, I stay and go: I am a pause ~Octavio Paz

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Exclusively


simple words ring w/ sensual urgency...liquid w/ pulsating sincerity...flowing from his enticingly tender lips.  tactile layers of parched emotion seeking fertile ground w/in the marrows of my heart from which to bloom seamless...his paramount hunger for exclusive possession of my soul's most intimate desires, scorching frames of an adolescent resistance rooted in heartbreaks of  prematurity's insolent yearning.  delicate letters curve...bold consonants quiver and lush vowels melt in submission as they marry...a perfect cohesion giving life to mellifluous compositions that titillate then linger deep...able to permeate my pores at will.  they breathe persuasive mantras of a love i'd been provoked to relinquish as fallacy...righteous whispers of lusty texture and sinewy depth that spin lucid my rationalized attempts at expulsion, into plush prophetic visions laden w/ beguiling scents and intoxicating tastes of what our promise of love would be...in me + he...Exclusively

Monday, June 28, 2010

Soul Motion



The delicate burning quivers...tingling just beneath the recumbent surface. Sultry visions simmer in submission to hypnotic chords of sensuality, skillfully consummating a balmy composition of darkly etched grooves... underscored by tantric rhythms of sublime yearning. A deeper cadence of privacy beckons as hips swelter and thighs entwine in synchronized submersion...bewitching Time's enthralled glare. Souls flow seamlessly...engrafting a tantalizingly mellow confection of surrender. Raw emotions and breathless whispers cling, as platinum droplets... glimmering upon a misty window pane.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Corazon's Kiss


Guided by glistening celestial teardrops cascading with enlightenment, a tender current of warmth flows in sweet opposition to a melancholy linger of desires unrequited...simmering silent with palpable fury
Soul rich conversations piercing the hush of midnight's private dominion...his voice languid with an intriguing intensity...compelling to soul, visions of a long promised bliss seeking saturation
Cleansing of my heart's recumbent ardor in waves of prose that define chapters comprised of soft, symphonic verbs caressing obliging nouns in compositions of an irrepressible smile
An invitation that pleasingly resonates long after dawn's intrusion on his healing kiss.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

RsVp

The Unconditional Invitation...
An intricately embedded reservation to the heart's cultivation at the throne of Love's inaugurate...
Submersion into the deepest esoteric of Love's beguiling nucleus...
Benevolent Osmosis, it's sole determined importation...
Intimacy, the elusive seduction of it's entwining transparency...
Whispers of insight into the enduring gravity and compelling mysticism boldly beckon. A calling to be lived out within the journey of submission to it's uncompromising vision and unyielding compulsion to engulf...to redefine the course and purpose of every breath exuded by it's timeless incarnation. It's formidable quality of subtle intrusion firmly rooted within a simple desire that wields it's complex hunger upon every fiber of thought and motion, that border on the sweet torture of madness to be satiated only by seamless nurture upon the ripened fruits of it's celestial rapture.
In humanity's adolescent struggle to pacify the birthmark of amorous intrigue, the essence of Love's perfect resilience has been redesigned as a corporal amalgamation of awkward oxymoron and crippling dichotomy within the syncopated rhythms of finite mortal experience.
Delineated to a raw craving independent of efficacious sustenance...
An acquirement void of responsibility to it's possessive awakening...
A gluttonous prevail sans the reciprocation of surrender...
A deceitful receiving depleted of commitment to immutable renewal...
A tactical choice to nourish with self serving rations of affection and stings of unrighteous purpose....
All the while self sabotaging in mercurial induced performance to an illusion of standing ovation under the guise of solitary completion... only to long in seclusion's travail for the liberty of soul full drowning. A constant yearning emphasized by mental burdens of nostalgia for the days of innocent wonder that preceded the nights of debauched indulgence, suppressed empathy and pseudo-intellectual enlightenment that were provoked by the blind reign of irrepressible narcissism.
Yet the sanctuary of Love's intensive bliss and the embrace of a warmth immortally compelling...
A security of divinely authored fulfillment, lies in wait for those courageous enough to yield...
to give...
to breathe...
for the sake of it's selfless gift...
the mercy of it's soul illuminating light...
the transcendence of it's ethereal kiss...
For Love, remains an omnipotent entity of steadfast benevolent virtue...
Incorruptible and immune to the egocentric evolution that is humanity's crutch...
And the Invitation to the breadth of it's undefiled purity remains, graciously Eternal.