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can you see it?
we get caught in little eddies
swirling around each other
life is a great river
swiftly carrying men
on to their destinations
but some get caught in little eddies
swirling around each other

i pulled you close
whispered into your ear
singing this song
you may have heard it before
the devil gets his victories
the rules seem to change
once i believed
once was true
always was true
pero lo ves?
es la historia
this is our history

i sung a soft lullaby
in your ear
of love and mystery
sweet romance
known as the saddest song ever sung
accompanied by the strangest dance
that lovers make
hands once clasped
now they break
lips were somersaulting
into oceans
tongues dancing
poetry in motion, they say
effervescing with joy, swimming
as dolphins in the deep
forging a new epic tale,
odyssey
it seems so odd to me
that a sacred immense hope
strongly felt, even if hardly spoke
becomes a hiss and a byword
spit out with the refuse
to become the butt of jokes
for the bitter abused

but there we jumped
hand in hand
and in each other we rescued
sunken dreams
from the bed of the sea
streaking across the watery wings of beauty
our union unhinged doors of understanding
as a profound key
a guide
a legend on the map
we felt it
but knew it to be a mystery
even as the legend of the mermaid
guarding ineffable treasures they keep
only with tongue of angels
we could speak

the heart exposed
unfurls its bloom
a fire that gives light and heat
in the same moment it is consumed
the expression of the universe
in the same moment it is displayed
tasted, savored, remembered from the womb
even as the peacock revealing its plume
enjoys the spectacle with all within view

you’ll remember, the moon
molting in the night sky
bursting from its cocoon
you’ll remember, we marveled
at the secrets reflected in our eyes
pretending we didn’t notice
nature’s call screaming into the night
echoing across beams of pale light
particles of love
collected like dew in our cups, filled
the moon lapping up clouds passing by
famine had died
(in fact we made ourselves merry and fat with the sweetness of love)
the oceans of life
now moved by the presence in the sky
landscape forever changed
never to forget
nature’s sublime sacrifice

can you see it?
i know you felt it
but did you notice
my lips discovering the texture of your heart
even as you rushed in
(as a fool some say, but those are the very fools who walk away)
you rushed in over me
like a river flows
to define the landscape beneath
you poured over the contours of my face
and carved timeless corridors in my heart
in one endless night
“en vivo”, in tuscany

my little plum
the universe is for always
and it moves, spins, forever changing
but when entities meet
even as we, atoms in space
time knows to wait
and that moment
only to be known once
can never be replaced
only enlarged
upon cosmic flight
in the arms of embrace

emotions then convey
truth’s hidden shape
formed, held
by the expression of your face
the moment, unwrapped as a gift
a stream of energy, caught springing forth
like a fish
(grasped, benignly, even benevolently coddled)
presently weighed
as a sort of measured offering
a piece of life
circumscribed with the moon in your eyes
held,
and released again to the wild

my little plum
like the sweetest fruit
sweltering in summer’s delight
melting against my lips
just beneath the surface
i feel your maternal pulse
with the softest kisses
i nibble at your heart
it makes you blush
you give yourself away
in the moment we touch
sweet drops of dew
honeysuckle from your heart
refreshes anew
the appetite of life
endorphins pushing towards the surface
opening your pores
as the rose blooms
our kisses, the work of bees
the pollination of our hearts
it is
that turns to sweet honey

an organic smell of you
so peculiar
i knew it as a springful garden
overflowing across the hills of our love
making verdant
barren deserts of regret
oceans enlarge
with your heart’s tiny beads of sweat

our tender children
who are but yet
voices echoing the hallways
visitors of dreams that come
when our eyes close
lips met
a childish promise at the first footsteps,
of love
but how can they speak
without vessels of clay
what is a child’s promise
in the unknown universe
even still i heard them say
the best is yet to come
one day
lo ves?

I see ten shades of a rose
In your complexion
Your eye lashes curl
Like petals blushing under man’s gaze
Your eyes close
Flushing blood away from the dark folds
Of a pretty red rose cup
Swirling a pool of color
To the borders of your generous lips

Little particles of light
Stir a happy movement
In your cheeks
By degrees making fair
Your subtle hue

To the touch, tender and cool
Frail and light
Underneath the pale moonlight
Your rose skin splashes watercolor blue
Like veins weaving the life force
Beneath translucent skin
Of a petal
Your body
Moves to touch the sun by day
And enlarges in the night

A subtle movement in your face
Is one day in the life of a rose
Each expression that changes
Plucks a petal from my heart
(I get lost in “she loves me, she loves me not”)
Leaving the petals
To bathe your feet
And protect all your steps

To the human eye
It may seem so fleet
But in an embarrassed smile
And blushing in your velvet bosom
I have seen
The lifetime of a rose pass by

She got in my thoughts.
She did something to my heart.
She overcame it.
And left it shaped in her own similitude.
My eyes see visions.
When I close them.
I see her form floating like curtains in the wind.
I see her expression effervescing.
Bubbling from the seabed, to the surface.
From my unknown subconscious.
The Iceberg of My Subconscious.
She.
Broaches the liminal.
Spilling onto the surface, of consciousness.
She navigates the seas of my mind.
Swelling them at her presence.
A frequent circumnavigator.
With familiar ports, and hallowed lodging.

She forms; takes shape before me.
To say something in a half-silhouetted expression.
As natural as a cluster of clouds passing in the wind.
Shimmering in my mind.
Connoting some rebus.
Except so unnatural to read it in my mind.
Like an inscription, tinged from the wisps.
Disappearing into the expression of her face.
Dancing in her eyes.
A shooting star flashes across her smile.
The reins of my heart swayed.
With the curling of her lips.
As soon as I see it; her expression.
I’ve understood a thousand wise words.
From a thousand wise sermons.
My heart quickens in love.
With the passion of a thousand fraught lives.

our hearts joined
in the deepest recesses
every time you take the key
and lock it safely away
i am like a phantom, a night vision
an apparition
slipping from the curtains

you are so fragile
nervous and shaking
from adrenaline
for the flight or fight response
but you can not move
it consumes you
the pendulum of the universe
makes its grave approach
you feel its weight
intensified by
all the objects in the room
pulling to a single point
where you stand

i don’t want to hold you captive
they are the tears
that pull us here
to the deepest recesses, of reality
the tears wrought
by the wine press
oil excised from the olive tree
under great force
and duress
fallen from your tender eyes
a microcosm within
a universe containing the universe
that has fallen to the earth’s
memory, neural network
it remembers
like the course of rivers

silent, your lips
but a scream inside
hemorrhaging along the earth’s
intravenous system
ringing her eardrums
a tocsin cry
she reacts to fight the infection
her earth body generating antibodies

instead i’ve come to find your hidden secret
your hidden treasure
cradled in your palms
like a little toad coddled by its captor
your clutches holding firm against the vibrations
yet each pulse bleeds into you
in this deep recess
spiritual laws reign over the physical
the emanations flow on channels
attuned on certain frequencies
that allow massive rivers to flow
sure of their target
to your open spiritual ports
receptors
sure of their intent
to be one, not separate entities
in the fragmented universe

there it lies
my fragile unsymmetrical heart
beating
jumping
between your fingers
pari passu
you feel the atonement
you understand perfectly
the fetters that extend beyond the physical realms
beyond what the physical eye can see
you see just as perfectly
the spiritual tentacles
which shot through your fingers
and attached to the receptors on your heart

you feel our hearts
combined
yet still distinct
beating slightly unsynchronized
off-beat
yet feeding and encouraging the other
a sort of primitive communication
like feet in step create perpetual motion
each beat leads to the next

this is the universe
enlarged upon you
and me
to apprehend other spiritual matter
within your own
sensing what another feels
even as you sense what you feel
realizing what were foreign sensitivities
are at once a part of you also

you feel its power
stretching toward unlimited enlargement
because of love

taking every layer from you
is to reveal the pure nature of woman
the subtle curves brushed by the artist’s masterstroke
perfectly embellished by elegant femininity
that is to say the pure passion of art
of beauty
of everything meant to please the eye
and gladden the heart
and inspire
the key by which the universe turns

you are my innocent pupil
that i may lead on by the hand
unsuspecting
trusting
you are my little hija
free to play
in the confidence of father’s bounties
and love

you are my greatest teacher
who can communicate the spirit of the universe
in a single touch
in one expression from your face
to replenish the badlands of man’s heart
to annihilate every line of separation
to remove the boundaries of indifference
that men invent
to make others strangers and distant
rolling all into one great whole
purity
without mixture
which is holiness

our love is like the resurrection
when good is restored to good
beauty returns to beauty
love forms the perfect circle
like the band on your finger
i see the possibilities
spread out across the eternities

when your lips begin to move
it is as the atmosphere
combining elements
gathering clouds
swirls on the canvas
all your abstract passions
tunneling a vortex to reality

and in a moment, your voice rips through me
vibrating like lightning
i feel the very timbre in your tone
as a sensation of acuity in my bosom
awakening a forgotten appetite
a misunderstood ability to apprehend the universe
to taste the stars
in wide expanse
the orbit of life
sparked by the brilliance of your love

i remember the smell of your skin
the smell of a springful garden
i remember the touch from your hand
so submissive and strong
i could only collapse upon it
i remember our embrace
when words were lost
it was impossible to voice
what our lips were silently singing

now it hurts my soul
to witness the strange dance that lovers make
they mock our love
men and women prostrating themselves
in the marketplace
they belittle our love
in the news and the magazine stands
we are advertised as cattle
on the auctioning block

they do not understand
the naked saxophone
is nature’s clarion call
to aggrandize power
through the amalgamation of life
they only know
a woman values a man
for what he can do
they only know
man wants a woman
like his appetite to rule

and as newspapers rush
to print the story
it becomes too irresistible
with the facts misconstrued
everyone falls
into the supremacy of their best guess
completely unlike the epiphany
of you in a sunday dress

and they twain
shall become one flesh
in fervent heat
hearts melt, combine
but the glowing embers must perish
if it can not abide
on to death, the fools
if the equation of life
is usurped by divide

A little bit of black & gold
Mixed with some brown
And cream
That which you call yellow
I am
European man
That which you call white
Found among many nations

I lived in a mountain top
Yeah, I’m from that north north
But I came down on sails & winds
And did storm the seas
With the might & insanity
Of the raging waters below
The same waters, that carried forth all men
And connected every mysterious land

It must have been sometime ago
I left a part of my soul
In that distant land