Déjà vous

How warmly seduces the zephyr, like a charmed ember infused raspberry stained mouth, induced by amrita left beneath velvet hair, the secret jugular bruise. Bent on knee, caressing passion’s hue, sought at the hemming of my déjà vous. Was it your providence to melt with unconscious testaments felt where skin’s sublime perfumes rise, or was your zealous demise redefined, when existence was embroidered with my design? For one moment lay subdued, while zephyr wanton strokes the muse, and raspberry mouth is sweet transfused, with nectar’s fervency abused. Wipe tender lips as exit you, for world knows those who savored fruit.

Urban Vision

Waters tiptoe slowly across urban threshold in tickling ripples to meet cold pebbled shore. I am drawn to where horizon and steel beams roar, grown devoted and distracted by sounds of winds howling against grayed concrete walls, lifted by searing visions soaring above. Bestilled by both nature's rousing pull and sky riding forms cutting into nebulas bent- I greet grass and dirt barefoot jean cuffed as hair flirts with incumbent season's mirth. Indulgent but a day, for all its worth-I have a snowflake in one hand, but sense lilies as they lurk..

[Photo by Bellezza Caotica]