The Stars Fell Down Like Rain

The ceiling left, the stars fell down like rain,
We bathed in pleasure born of years
And different kinds of pain —
I felt your burning hot,
Your fire stoked;
The stars fell down like rain, and we
Were soaked

What is that we know when we’re set free?
The moments just before: a shadow dream
Of what’s to be —
I do not know a word for that desire:
For though we name so many things,
We do not name a fire

The roof blew off, the stars fell down like rain,
We bathed in pleasure born of fire
In a braided chain —
A license given,
Never then revoked —
The stars fell down like rain, and we
Were soaked

carried

mind shut off from dreary day
music carried her away
carried her across the sea
cushions made of ecstasy

in a dionysian trance
daughter of the vines that dance
intertwining everywhere
truth beyond the simple dare

rhythm soon goes down the hall
mouths aflame against the wall
chocolate swirl and peach parfait
music carried them

away

the dripping cone

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they tasted them the dripping cone,

in moments heated and alone –

and pulled back layers of new sense,

desire and concupiscence

 

the carnal meal when tasted young,

the sweet embrace of tongue on tongue –

the pleasure shared; the moan, the sigh,

the cone that’s licked

until it’s

dry

.

..

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when love is light and past the door

when love is light and past the door

we live the life that no one sees

when breaths are taken in for time

and focus aims to slowly please

 

there is so much reality

that’s nowhere on the internet

there’s so much more to human life

than art has ever shown us

yet