Time is a torrent and in the deluge, the desires
Plunge and surmount, rambling and drifting
In a quandary, as in a Jacuzzi.
Time is a torrent and in the deluge, the desires
Plunge and surmount, rambling and drifting
In a quandary, as in a Jacuzzi.
For dreams are meaningless; urges and desires
Are only nuances, of the self obsessed greed, in the mind!
Your love was never blemished with lust;
It was a transcendental euphoria
In the inner temple of the soul;
Born in June 1961 and ยฝ-way thru my lease, the leap from nought to forty-seven is enough to make me strive for love, whatever time itโ€ll take with what we have. The air of fresh bap nโ€ hot tea fills our room, takes winter away, drops of dew caught between you and me, like laughter [...]
Black eyes gaze from faded photographs… Music of the Romany Danced in between, Languid women, Bodies like Melted butter, Sipping their Fin a’ l’eau Their laughter, The rustling Of dead leaves And dark men Flashing smiles Hair slicked, With the faint Scent of Patchouli The air dense With the smoke Of Clove cigarettes It was [...]
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