Poetry

We Were Rebels

Steamy flirts 
Joyride to nowhere
Hard liquor, AC/DC
And the cyberpunk scene
Your breath, my body
My whisper, your goosebumps
Riding…

Long Enough

What is it to sit with passion?
Watching the sun hiding over the hill.
Going with the silver child dancing
Into the dim and frightening…

The Pen is Dry

Just like my sad and aching mind

Breath

She tears me apart with moonlight
Kissing edge of midnight clouds
Silver-blue, a shine unknown 
To the cult of day
Riding portentous lightning…

A Valentine’s Day poem

for my wife

In love,

Consolation Keep

Am I to be consolation,
Or is it that you are mine?
To keep saying “I love you”
Hoping that it won’t grow stale
And instead…

Madonna Divinus

By your immanence, I have become a cloud
By your heart, I am filled with the poison of strangest stars
By your immaculate beauty…

Scrambled Senses

Touch me
With the velvet glove
Of your voice.
Devour
Each fleshy morsel:
Hungry eyes.
Pleading,
Raised hips, raking nails,
Reach…

“Girl Unsatisfied”

A girl moves with the night; 
Toward tumbling waves, beaches bright.
Moonlight shines beaming down 
Warm water all around.