Fresh mint from a pot so old,
you hold as you think of her touch.
Fruity flesh of her pockets and holes
flare images in your mind.
Mesh your heart to hers in a love knot,
as you nibble on peppermint fudge.
Duchess Draw
Once polished weekly
with love and devotion,
I return to the
silky oak duchess.
In an old draw,
I found bits of jewellery and
pictures of us as kids.
Memories soaked
into the wood,
remind me of how
much I miss you.
Red Moon
Running to nowhere or
somewhere, she feels alone.
The moon is full tonight,
yet it shines strangely upon her sorrow.
Misunderstood nymph,
the woods give you so much love.
Once trees provide a seat,
she looks to the blood-red moon.
She is sadly no more.
Herd
Cowbells ring out
slow
on
green
hills for the herd.
Snow upon the
mountains
to feel crisp air.
Dream lake where
we sit
with
apple juice
and
cheese upon our plate.
Frozen Words
Frozen words never
leave your lips,
for the chosen
do not require words.
Love
Upon your lips, a song departs of love, sadness, and something saucy.
Beyond your eyes, your heart races like a clock sped up by broken time.
Dream Theatre
Steam from the engine of your heart erupts into the atmosphere forcefully.
Dreaming of the touch so filthy and frozen that only Caligula would understand.
Beaming with bottle bright blue and green hues, you think of the touch.
Themes of dark and dew-drenched hell and hurt turn you on so much.
The Dream theatre is so hot and humid.
Fridge of your Mind
In the fridge of your mind, your house has different levels of fear.
The freezer houses those things you lock up inside, while the cold section houses those visions and memories you wish you could forget.
Now the freezer is being defrosted, and your worst fears must be faced.
You start to disintegrate as water drips through the fridge and pools outside the door.
You had to turn the fridge off one day and face those fears.
Pieces of You
Broken pieces of you
sit around the house.
Coat hangers,
lint,
and
kitty litter
share your space.
Open to no one and nothing,
you disintegrate, or worse still,
remain for the vacuum cleaner.
Home Love
We agree to pull the old couch out that we’ve had for years.
I prepare the movie, and you shake the drinks.
I turn the lights down low, and you arrange the nibbles.
Full of love for each other, we celebrate our love and the many years we have spent together.
C & K 